An Emergency Call

Agreeing was the easy part. Planning was the headache. Didn't realize going out to a convention had so many conventional steps to it.

Pretty far out of town, sort out the transportation. Will be out the whole day, book a hotel room. Outfit required for participation, need a cosplay.

"Though I suppose you only have yourself to worry about on that one," Amanda said, side-glancing Ash. "Hers is as genuine as you're gonna get. Get her in the armor, and she's a first-place winner."

So on top of my already existing prior engagements, there's now also this to sort out at my own nonexistent leisure.

For some reason or another, my agreeing had lit an unquenchable fire inside Amanda. There was a significant amount more robustness to her voice, fast and peppy the words leaving her lips. Movement's also got whole 'nother layer of liveliness, more sways, more flourish...

In a way, she was, as the fellow kids would say, super stoke bruh.