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"You've reached Piper. I'm not here right now, sorry."

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Did you ask Percy what kind of fish? I don't know, it's his thing. That seems like something you should have asked. [Nope, not grinning. Thank the gods this is voice. She doesn't know if she'd be able to bite her tongue.]

I don't know? Let me think about what my mother would do. She'd probably talk about a million different hairstyles and how browns are definitely your color in eye makeup [:| which Piper annoyingly knows because cosmetic abilities, yippee] and the kind of perfumes that will drive your man crazy. [A beat.] Just be you, Annabeth. I don't think Percy cares about how fancy you look, no matter where you go.

I haven't gotten an answer yet. He's being stupidly vague. [Which really, should be a warning in of itself.] Why do you sound so amused? [SHE CAN HEAR IT..........]

[Annabeth groans.] No, please, let's not think about what your mother would do. [It's not even a date ~~as far as she knows~~!! But the latter bit, that helps more. She slumps over at the console, resting her chin on her arms.] I know he doesn't. I know that. This is just so dumb. [But herself ok she can do that. Even with a super short time to plan. It's probably the lack of time that's getting her the most anxious.]

I'm imagining you in a dress. [That's not a lie, okok.] I bet you look really pretty, though. Even if it's a funny idea.

Hey, not that I like her advice all the time, but sometimes... She's not so bad. [There are worse parents, Piper thinks.] You're working yourself up over nothing. Go out, have fun on your fancy investigation over fish. Be you.

[huffpuff.] I'm already wearing it. But it's not the first time.

[She just... lets go of the Aphrodite bit for now, because she is not in the mood to talk about the goddess of love and beauty rn. But she sighs. Piper's right, and she knows it; maybe she just needed to hear someone else say it.] Maybe I'll get lucky and a fight will break out. [It's only half joking.]

Hey, do you want me to follow you guys and charmspeak a few people into fighting for you? [Piper knows that once Annabeth gets there and sees what's happening, she'll be fine. But she'll still do this for her friend.]

Tempting. Really tempting. [She sighs again, and it turns into a groan.] I should go find - shoes or something.

I'd say send me an IM if you want it, but I'm guessing that I'll probably not incite any riots tonight. [A beat.] Wear something sensible. You know, just in case.

[There's a pause, while she thinks.] I have old comfy sandals. From a masquerade here. [She's like 90% sure they're in her closet. Somewhere.]

Those would work perfectly. [She guesses. Right???]

[Even the uncertain confirmation halps!!! PIPER HERSELF IS A GREAT HALP.] I should go look.

[A pause.] Um. Thanks. [For you know being a reassurance and calming her above anything else.]

I'm here for you anytime, Annabeth. You know that.

[There's a smile in her tone.] Yeah, I do. Thank you. [Decidedly less awkward gratitude this time around.]

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