The installation of all required automatons was finally over. Shamisha had just finished setting everything under the Bricks and Cobbles and with that done, it was time to raise a toast to what felt like a lifetime of work. Sitting around a newly constructed bar inside the inn, Shamisha watched as Lana uncorked a bottle of wine and began pouring it to everyone present–everyone but her daughter Zoey that is.
"What's the date on this?" Asked the bunny girl as she was being poured, but looking confused Lana didn't understand the question. "Ahh, fuck it."
"Hey, no swearing in front of our kid!" Lana complained, hitting Shamisha's finger with the bottle's tip as she was about to grab her glass.
Pulling away with a sizzle on her index, the sorceress looked over to the automaton daughter that she had created for the couple. However, unsure whether Zoey was aware that it was her who'd made her, she kept her lips sealed.