"Well, they don't need me for the moment," Brian said. "You guys still on for that run?"
"You really are a glutton for punishment," Angus laughed. "You've been up two nights in a row and you're ready for a run. You're either running on pure adrenaline, or you're an idiot."
"Probably some of both," Brian laughed.
"Alright. I'll go get my running shoes on. You coming, Jack?" Angus asked. He went up to his room.
"I think I'll just do it the easy way," Brian said. He transfigured his clothes and shoes into running gear. "Khaat is getting to him, I think. She likes to do some things muggle style. Not sure what thats all about, but I think Kate taught her that. Kate prefers doing all the flower planting and cooking muggle style. She has Khaat believing that sometimes muggle style is better--in certain things. And I admit, I do like fresh cooked food better than conjured. I do agree with Khaat there. But really, I don't see any difference between plants that were planted by magic and those planted by hand. She swears she knows the difference. I sure can't see it."
"Alright," Angus bounced back downstairs, changed and ready to go. "You coming, Jack?"