Simon

"Well hello m'lady," Simon said teasingly as he met Deidre out in the hallway.

"Ugh." She grunted in response.

"Did you already talk to him?" He guessed. He could tell how bad she wanted to rub her eyes, but in a place like this you need makeup - and makeup should not be rubbed under any circumstances whatsoever.

"Yeah. I told him about our -"

"Your."

"Fine, my nightmare problem and he excused it. Let's get breakfast." She kept her arm around his in an effort to keep her balance in the heels she had chosen.

They walked a bit before Percy interrupted them.

"Hi, yes, good morning." He smiled. It was faker than a retail worker's. He put his hands in front of him and made shooing motions towards the two. "You can't go down to the dining hall."

"How're we supposed to eat then?" Simon was in no mood for a bumbling idiot right now.

"Right. That's part of the punishment."

"What?" Deidre nearly screeched. "No food?"

"Gosh why can't you take a joke seriously?" Percy rolled his eyes. "Your food will be brought up later. Geez."

"Someone's in a good mood," Simon noted suspiciously. This was not a Percy personality.

"Whatever. Just...shoo." Percy continued with the hand motions until Simon and Deidre turned around, back to Simon's room.

"I got dressed for this? To be turned away from food?" Deidre grumbled. "This is not okay."

They walked a bit more before rounding another corner and nearly tripping over yet another child.