GRACE:

…It’s about time you got here Mez, yes it is. Don’t you know that our

sister was nearly electrocuted by Aless, in this very house!

DAPRIMA:

Stop exaggerating Grace.

MEZ:

Are you OK?

DAPRIMA:

I’m fine.

GRACE:

Know what else? Racolo said that Aless is going to go to

Magick School - and they’re sending you too, yes they are.

DAPRIMA:

Who’s sending me where?

GRACE:

Oops, I wasn’t supposed to tell you that.

DAPRIMA:

Tell me what?

IO:

Hiding, Miss Grace? 

GRACE:

Yeah, that’s why we had be quiet, so we wouldn't get caught. 

Don’t try to blame this on me. You’re the grown up, 

I’m just a little girl, yes I am.

IO:

But Miss Grace ...

DAPRIMA:

It's alright Io, we're fully aware of how she operates.

Grace, I think it’s time for another one of our little talks.

GRACE:

Again? But …  did you know that it’s way past my bedtime?

I think we should have that talk in the morning, yes I do. 

Come on Io, you can read me a story before I go to sleep.

IO:
Yes Miss Grace.

MEZ:

Io, you know you don’t have to go with her.

GRACE:

He doesn’t mind, do you Io? I’m teaching him how to read. Oh and Daprima, I think it’s wonderful that you got him some new clothes,

but I still think he needs something in pink, yes I do.

You’ll fix that for me, won’t you? 

IO:
Pink?

GRACE:
C’mon Io.

DAPRIMA:

Don’t worry Io, I promise you won’t have to wear 

anything pink unless you want to.

IO:

Thank you Miss Daprima.

MEZ:

And you really don’t have to go with her either.

IO:

But Mez, the genie likes to read. Good night.

MEZ:

We need to do something about the way she orders him around.

DAPRIMA:

And by we, you mean me.

MEZ:

Well, yeah. It's not like she listens to me.

DAPRIMA:

I love you too little brother.

MEZ:

Yeah, I love you too.

Later ...

DAPRIMA:

Tell me or I’ll just go interrogate Racolo.

FIN:

Alright. I think you need to learn how to control your gifts.

Slipping into other peoples' minds is just - well, wrong.

DAPRIMA:

I don’t do it on purpose. Aless was just so upset. He

couldn’t even express himself. I was only trying to help.

FIN:

I know, but this gift of yours can be dangerous. Racolo thinks you’ll  need just a few classes, and I think it’s a good idea.

DAPRIMA:

Really? And just when did I give this boys’ club of yours 

the right to make decisions for me? 

FIN:

Oh, now I see where this is going. Let me set the record straight 

- it was Syrrah who suggested Magick School. Us boys just 

happened to there when she did. 

DAPRIMA:

Oh?

FIN:

And that makes all the difference, doesn't it? You know, for someone who’s studying law, you sure can be close minded. 

DAPRIMA:

I am not. I just don’t like the idea of you guys ganging up on me. It’s like - you menfolk think you have the right to control us women.
That sort of thinking just makes me see red.

FIN:

… No answer … I rest my case. 

Daprima tosses the pillow …

FIN:

Councilor, do you really think that throwing things 

will further your argument?

DAPRIMA:

Bite me.

FIN:

Uh Daprima?

DAPRIMA:
Not now. I’m very tired.

FIN:

Isn’t there something you want to say to me before we go to sleep?

DAPRIMA:
For instance?

FIN:

You jump down my throat for trying to help, and then

go so far as to exhibit violent tendencies towards me …

DAPRIMA:

Violent tendencies? 

FIN:
You heard me. 

DAPRIMA:
You poor thing. I didn’t realize you could

be  so easily hurt by a fluffy pillow.

FIN:

What are you doing?

DAPRIMA:

Making sure there isn’t any collateral damage. 

DAPRIMA:

… And babe, sorry for over-reacting. I’ll enroll tomorrow. I know you're only looking out for me. 

FIN:

That's what we menfolk do for our women.