[Evil Tink]

By the end of her mother's lecture, Keiko had tuned her out long ago. She nodded a bit once her mother was silent, apologized, then hurried upstairs-but not too fast of course. She allowed herself to flop down onto her bed, reviewing the conversation with Xavier. She wanted her answer, the excitement from the possibility of it drove her mad. She wanted to take her mother's car keys and speed back to the cafe to finish her conversation with the strange white haired man; it had been going so well.