Piercing shrieks fill the air.
"I've got it," Nozomi mumbles sleepily. Taras doesn't even grunt in acknowledgement.
She manages to get dressed half-awake and tends to Melor.
Another kind of shriek fills the air, but this one can be silenced at the press of a button.
Taras takes over. He was given a day off- a paid day off- to spend with his son, so he shoos Nozomi out of the house. This is the kind of quality time you never get back.
Nozomi might be a bit rusty...
But she manages to attract some familiar faces.
Rose is amazed Nozomi can even stand after delivering her baby, much less perform "feats of magic".
If Nozomi has her way, she'll be performing many more "feats of magic" for a much, much larger audience.
Proprietors are suckers for coin tricks.
Troy Go is no exception. Was she keeping those in her sleeves!?
Before she heads home, she shares a celebratory song with a strangely dressed man. Maybe he's an acrobat, she glances at his prodigious belly, a very...big-boned...acrobat.
She makes it home in time to share dinner with Taras.
"What is this?" she asks, picking up the greasy sandwich with her white gloves.
"Somer said it was a 'fried peanut-butter banana sandwich'," Taras replies, his mouth full of greasy, deep fried goodness.
Nozomi decides it's better not to think about her cholesterol and digs in.
For her, this is the best kind of celebration there is.
AN: And somehow she managed to land a gig despite her terrible previous performances. Riverblossom Hills must be suffering a lack of talent.
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