"I know, it must be a lot of work." Kate was snarking, but considering she often made her hair look effortlessly messy on purpose... Yeah.

As she pushed the door open and stepped in, they came almost imemdiately to the living room. It gave off a distinctly seventies vibe, just from color of the walls and the style of the furniture – or what you could see of the latter when most surfaces seemed to be covered in headbands and boxes of glitter and other tiara-making things. It was far less neat than Kate's parents' place, that was for sure.

"Aunt Charmaine, we're home!" Kate called out, absently. She'd spotted a box of the finished product and headed straight for it. "Now, let's see."