"Look," Brian said, "if we're discussing construction, before you line up workers, you might want to discuss it with me, please?"
"Of course, Dear," Kate smiled. "You know we will."
"No, I know you, Kate. You'll get this all cooked up in your head, and you'll buy the furniture and all the what-nots and then bombard me with them so that I need to have a place for them."
"He does know you, after all," Robert said, suppressing a laugh. "What is it we're building, anyway?"
"Nothing yet," Brian said.
"Nothing much. Just a reasonable sized meditation room with a bit of a sauna and good lighting and windows, maybe some skylights. And a seer's room, for all of our equipment, so we've got a settled, peaceful place to do all of that. I mean, its not like you lot don't have your training rooms and potions labs and all of your manly spaces..."
"Wait a second. Manly spaces?" Robert frowned. "Like you don't use the exercise room? Or the pools? Or the pool table? Or the theater?.."
"And you're missing my point. We're not asking for much. Just a few rooms. Meditation would do you all good. And, as long as we're on your mancave stuff, a little quiet sitting room would be divine...."
"So, I'm hearing a major addition," Brian said.
"It shouldn't take much. A little wand flick here, a spell there..."
"Oh, no, no," Brian said. "If we're going to do any construction, we're going to do it right. Weren't you the ones who said certain things needed to do it by hand?"
"That's cooking. That's different," Kate said.
"Leave the boy alone, Kate," Robert said. "He wants it done old school."
"But you'll consider it, right?" she asked him.
"I'll certainly consider it. And just how soon do you want this done?"
"Khaat's birthday," she beamed. "A surprise for her."
"Are you out of your mind?" He frowned. "Do you realize an addition like you're talking takes months, and that gives me a matter of about 4 weeks?"
"I have faith in you. You can do anything you set your mind to," she said, smiling.
"Watch yourself," Michael cautioned Brian. "You're going to be talked into this any moment now. She's working her sales pitch pretty hard, Boy."
"Draw it up and I'll look at it, but I promise nothing. Understand?" Brian said. "And, please, no shopping for furniture or light fixtures or carpets or anything else until I get back to you. Are we clear?"
"I wouldn't dream of it, my dear," she said sweetly. "But we do have our vacant farmhouse we could temporarily store things in..."
"Kate," Brian said firmly. "No. No, no, no."
"Agreed," Robert frowned. "Our farm is not a storage locker."