"She would," Sabrina agrees, mischief crackling in her dark eyes. "Which is exactly why it'd be so fun."

She offers her own salute, with a sprig of betony, similarly purples as the lavender. "I only had to go through the once, but I ended up doing all my work and lessons at home. It wasn't a good idea for me to be there any longer." Maybe, she thinks, it might have worked-- but she'd made promises, after all, about not causing her usual brand of trouble.

"Well, congratulations, High School Graduate Eddie Munson. How are you celebrating? It's pretty easy to have parties here, with the lower drinking age and lots of cool people around."