[Eventually, Elizabeth comes home with her arms full of a few interesting glass vases and ribbons and things. She had expected to come home with more, but that strange moment in the item shop had left her a little shaken. So coming home sounded like a good idea.]
[When she walks in, the living room has been apparently transformed into a War Room. Elizabeth stops and stares, wondering what could require so much paper everywhere.]
[Action]
[When she walks in, the living room has been apparently transformed into a War Room. Elizabeth stops and stares, wondering what could require so much paper everywhere.]
...feeling better then?