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I slept half the day, but I did waddle over to the Daukrhame Embassy wearing an Orreny tube of a dress to collect Ilottat for dinner and legitimate physical affection between equals.

(Um ... well, adulterous physical affection between equals.)

News travels fast. He was distinctly upset about Diffitt. Already. We didn't manage to get to dinner. Instead we had a shouting match on the staircase. Jherrel and Crander shoved us into his room and did Cani diplomat things at us to try to calm us down. They really didn't want us shouting indiscreet things about my true species at their friend in the hallway.

After a while they worked, even. Insidious Cani diplomats.

So the four of us went out to dinner, at a fish place not far from the Daukrhame Embassy.

Ilottat kept snipping and sniping at me, though. I can't remember most of them. I was looking at an Orren waitress carrying a flounder dessert thing to another table, and he said, "Wondering how she tastes? I mean, how it tastes?" That sort of thing, a dozen of them. Crander finally told him to stop, and he sort of did.

But there was no way I was going to get a civil evening from him in that mood, much less the hero-administrator's welcome I really wanted. So I waddled home and am going to have more brandy and go to bed for real.