Ash took his time walking back to the house. He noticed the light go on in the room in which he was staying. Then it dimmed. Someone evidently told her he didn't like bright lights so much. Walking up the stairs, he caught a whiff of some dark, floral perfume - roses, and something mysterious. Hmmm. She sat the wine bottle on the coffee table she'd appropriated for his dinner as he opened the door. "Oh, there you are! Is there any thing else I can get you? Do you need me for anything else before I go?" "Where are you going?" He stood there, staring at her in appreciation. This was a whole different Luna from the one earlier. Somehow, her hair was red again. She had changed clothes into a great dress that accentuated her lithe body. In stark contrast to the room, her hair and everything else, the dress was a vibrant purple that set off her pale skin deliciously. "Djinn and them invited me to go out with them to dance. "I'm just going for something to do. I doubt I'll be dancing," she shrugged. "He DID?" Ash asked with amusement. "Why not? You look beautiful, Luna. They'll all want to dance with you. Thank you for bringing my dinner for me. More socializing than I'm used to, today I'm afraid. You've been a gracious and excellent runner for me this afternoon and evening. I appreciate your assistance in everything." He sat down picking up his knife and fork. He could feel the food was hot as if it had been fixed recently. "The boys are a little shy of me," she laughed to herself. "You are most welcome, Ash. Any time you need assistance, let me know. Thanks," Luna added, "for the nice compliment." Was she blushing? "Well, deserved," he smiled in between bites. "I was going to talk to you about what you asked earlier regarding the Dungeon Master thing.... But, since you have plans you go right ahead. I shant take up your entire day." The meat was perfect to the way he liked it. "You were?" She'd been in no particular hurry to leave, in spite of her plans. So, okay he'd baited her in. He stopped and took a drink of wine before answering. "I was going to ask, why do you think you would be a good one? Sorry. You all have a good time. Great food!" He went back to eating but she didn't move. "What?" he asked her then. "Really I don't want to be a Dungeon Master. Truthfully, I want to be your own personal dungeon mistress." Well that was pretty direct! The asparagus went down a little sideways. Ash coughed. "Say what?" he asked her. "Aren't I supposed to be asking you that particular thing?"