Lisa looked longingly at the toga one last time before placing it back in her closet. She was going to the Conversion Day party at the NA Shrine on Monday, and she really wanted her faction mates to go with her. After going to the Vaq party and dedicating that Addict song to Kyer, she was slightly concerned about what Kyer might do. Ugh, why did she have those tequila drinks? They'd gone straight to her head.

She'd needed a way to ensure that Kyer would behave herself at this particular social function. From the moment the Schitzoid Knightie had heard about Conversion Day and what it was, she'd been working on poems and filks in Lacroix's 'honor'. The displaced Addict was not amused. It was one thing to sing them around the Cottage, but if Lacroix were to hear one of these... Lisa didn't think there was enough grout in the world for all the Grout Duty she'd be assigned.

Fortunately, she was sure she'd found the perfect bargaining tool. Earlier that day, she'd snuck into Kyer's room, taken Mr. Spitz, and hidden him where no one would think to look for him.

She headed downstairs and found the group in the movie room, where they were trying to decide what to watch. Morgaine looked up and exclaimed, "Lee, where were you? We've been calling!"

Kyer teased, "She was probably drooling over her toga again."

Lisa arched her brow in her best imitation of Lacroix, and Kyer looked up at the ceiling, feigning innocence. "Would anyone like to go to the Conversion Day party with me?"

There was a chorus of 'sure' and 'why not', and Kyer got a manical gleam in her eye. Clearly, Lisa thought to herself, she was going to have to work on her Stern Looks. Kyer jumped to her feet. "I have the perfect song for ole General Pain! Just let me go and get Mr. Spitz..." She bounded from the room in excitement.

"You're looking awfully smug," J.L. remarked as Lisa sat down on the couch.

"You'll see," she replied cryptically.

About a minute later, there was a scream from the second floor. And about thirty seconds after that, Kyer reappeared in the room. "Mr. Spitz is *gone*! Someone's kidnapped him! The Cousins must still be mad at me for the whole radio broadcast thingie. I will have revenge! I wonder which..."

Grinning evilly, Lisa gave a small wave to get Kyer's attention. "That would be me."

"How could you?!" Kyer sputtered indignantly. "First, that *ABBA* song, and now this!"

"I think of it as insurance."

"Insurance?" Kyer asked blankly.

"Look, I've been good all War. I haven't teased you guys, used the word 'brick' or anything. And believe me, as the only Cousin in a house full of Knighties, it was really tempting. I didn't even freak out when Morgaine and Anjali put those hologram thingies in the Jewelled Peach. I knew it was a show of family support. All I want is one thing -- I don't want you to do anything weird in front of Lacroix at the Conversion Day festivities tomorrow, and this was the best way to do it."

She continued before Kyer could say anything, "And don't worry about Mr. Spitz. He's safely tucked away, with my favorite teddy bear for company. As soon as we get back from the party, I'll give him back to you."

"Which teddy bear?" Kyer asked suspiciously.

"Pooky." Lisa looked pained to admit it.

Kyer visibly relaxed. If Lisa had left her favorite teddy bear with Mr. Spitz, then it was safe. Lisa was as protective of her bears as the Knightie was with Mr. Spitz. She didn't talk to them though, and Kyer thought that odd. "Okay, I'll go, but I'm *not* wearing a toga!"

Lisa smirked. "Didn't think so. It's no biggie; you can just wear one of your South Amercian outfits, and people will think it's a costume."

Anjali started fiddling with her fingers nervously at the mention of her little escapade with Morgaine. Just thinking about being in the same building as LaCroix after making that hologram was enough to put her into a state of panic. She stared into the fireplace, eyes wide.

"Are you all right, Anjali?" Lisa asked, waking her up from her unpleasant daydream. "You don't have to wear a toga either if you don't want to. I'm sure we could find something..."

Anjali shook her head and grinned nervously, "I'm fine thanks - the toga's cool." She just hoped LaCroix and the members of Nunkies Anomynous had *really* appreciated the tasty baked gift Lisa and Morgaine had made them.