After supper, Simone and Ginger cleared the table, and Simone set a washing up spell in place.
"Shall we serve the dessert?" Simone asked. "Who would like a lemon bar, who would like lemon ice cream, and who would like both?"
"Both," Sam and Victor said.
"I'll have a lemon bar," Anise said.
"And I'll have the ice cream," Ginger said. "I'll help you serve."
"Suppose the boys want some?" Simone asked.
"Those two? They're into their beers at the moment," Anise said.
Angus did get Marcus to eat by telling him some funny stories about battles they'd been in together, and it did lighten the mood and make Marcus feel better about things. Angus accio'd a couple more beers, and they sat and each drank a second beer after they'd eaten. Then Angus talked Marcus into playing a couple hands of rummy with him just to get his mind on other things. He accio'd the cards, and then he shuffled them and dealt them and refreshed Marcus on the rules. As they began to play, Marcus looked up at Angus suddenly.
"I play poker, don't I? Whos' the blonde woman I play with that likes poker so much?"
"Oh, now that would be Khaat, Robert's daughter. She's a sharp poker player, like both her parents, but especially like her mother. Her mother is quite the cardshark, and whatever you do, don't challenge Khaat to any kind of a drinking contest because she holds her firewhiskey better than anyone either of us know."
"Is she a friend of mine?"
"Oh, definitely. You and she are very close friends. Robert hired you to bodyguard her from a particularly crazy werewolf. We're hoping that he actually died in the last encounter we had, but no one is sure exactly what happened to him. That's a tale for another time."
"I'm a bodyguard?"
"Amongst other things. Private investigator, fighter, former auror. Espionage agent. Bodyguard."
"So high pay, and high risk," Marcus said.
"Extremely," Angus nodded.
"And Aria?"
"Former auror. Led her own team. She was good at what she did. Now she's a fighter that works for Robert. It's taken her into a bit of a different area than she had before, but she's smart."
"It would be easier for her if I could remember her. She seems to associate it with some sort of a lack of caring on my part," Marcus sighed.
"Well, I don't know if that's the way she sees it or not, but the truth is that it's a temporary side effect of your concussion. Nothing more. And you're steadily remembering things all the time. Robert would be surprised you've remembered anything at all, much less all the things you have remembered. Your turn."
"Oh. Sorry," Marcus said. They played for awhile longer until they started to feel raindrops.
"Hm. Card game called on account of rain," Angus said. "Let's go inside."