After school the next day was when Raye decided to ask Jedite about the dress. After chores were finished, she approached his room. Inside, Jedite was very quietly cleaning his room with his telekinesis.

"I'm surprised you did that as I walked in. I could have been with Grandpa." Raye's tone was casual, not confrontational.

"Footsteps." Jedite answered. "Your grandfather walks on his toes more. You plant your heels. It creates a very distinct sound. I knew you were alone."

"That's...pretty amazing." Raye answered. "Is that a special ability you possess?"

"No, just something that happened through years of observation. You could do it too, if you tried. What may I do for you, has Nephrite struck again?"

"I don't think so. I haven't seen anything unusual. Anyway, I wanted to ask you a question about your telekinesis." Jedite looked at Raye peculiarly.

"What of it? I've had it since birth."

"I know, it's incredible. It's a very useful skill, in and outside of battle."

"Indeed." Jedite agreed. "But what is the question? You know I've had this ability."

"What can you do with it?"

"Whatever I can imagine." He answered.

"So...you do something as big as uprooting a tree, or small, like threading a needle?"

"There are limitations. Things made of energy are more difficult, living creatures even more so. But in response to your examples, the answer would be yes."

"Great!" Raye exclaimed, Jedite looked at her strangely again.

"Actually, I was hoping I could ask you for a favor." Raye began.

"And what would that be?" Jedite asked.

"Well, there's this contest coming up, and it's to make a homemade wedding dress..." Raye started.

"Hey, no fair, Raye! Thinking of Jedite was my idea!" A voice from the doorway, soon revealed to be Serena, called out.

"Back off, Meatball Head. I got here first." Raye shot back.

"You need a wedding dress?" Jedite questioned. He knew what a wedding was. It was an idea he had for gathering energy once, but ultimately he decided against it: Only so many people got married, more people could be reached elsewhere. The women wore very elaborate white dresses that were quite beautiful.

"Yeah, and the prize is a free wedding reception." Raye replied.

"Hmmm...wouldn't you need to get married to take advantage of that?" Jedite questioned.

"Redeemable when you get married. So we're all set for down the road." Serena cheered.

"Sorry, but you seem to have the wrong idea. Telekinesis does what I will it to do, but I must know what it is I am doing. I wouldn't know how to make a dress, certainly not one to win a contest."

"Oh." Raye got upset. "And why do you need Jedite anyway, Serena, your mom is a full-time homemaker."

"She can't sew." Serena returned. "Looks like I came over here for nothing. So, Jedite, did you meet anyone interesting today?"

"Interesting?" Jedite questioned. "Just some guests. And one very...forward woman."

"Woman?" Serena teased. Raye knew Serena loved to play matchmaker. She was as bad as Raye's grandfather, at times.

"I'd...rather not discuss it." Jedite replied. "Have you discovered if Nephrite has made his next attack. Queen Beryl is not patient, and he would be working quickly."

"Sorry, I don't know." Serena shrugged. "Now tell me about this woman."

"Serena, enough." Raye defended. "He doesn't have to talk about it if he doesn't want to. It's not about Queen Beryl or our enemies. Now get lost if you're going to insist." Serena giggled, but left.

"That girl...Sorry, Jedite. Forget about that whole wedding dress thing. I shouldn't have asked."

"That is...alright." Jedite remarked. "I've already forgotten."


The next day, Patricia Haruna was going to head to the Hikawa Shrine to talk to the handsome caretaker, Jed, again. But she had to make a quick pitstop at home, first. She needed to pick the right outfit. Dating was war, and Patricia fought every battle like it was her last.

As she was changing, her phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Is this Patricia?" It was a man's voice on the other line. It took a second, but Patricia recognized it as Daniel Watson, betrothed to dear Helen Lambert.

"This is. Hello, Daniel." Patricia greeted him warmly. "How are the wedding plans going?"

"I...I was hoping I could speak to you about that. Have you spoke to Helen recently?"

"No, not since yesterday. She was looking for dress fabric for her gown. Is something wrong?"

"Well, that's why I'm asking. She hasn't been answering my calls. I've stopped by but, she snapped at me. Have I offended her in some way?" Daniel spoke in a very depressed tone, and it worried Patricia. Helen was a sweet, loving woman who never raised her voice. That she would snap would be odd. But Patricia had heard nothing.

"Let me try her, and I will call right back." Patricia remarked kindly. She had time before she went to meet with Jed. Time enough for a friend. She dialled Helen's number, and the phone rang five times before she answered.

"Whatever you're selling, not interested." Helen's voice was cross and direct, surprising Patricia intensely.

"Helen, it's Patricia." She remarked quickly.

"Oh. I'm busy, go chase some desperate sap." Helen remarked even more rudely before hanging the phone up.

"What?" Patricia nearly dropped the phone. Daniel was right in every way, and she couldn't bear to tell the man what transpired. She called him back and told the lie that she did not answer. Patricia wished she didn't. She would have to go over there soon, and find out what was wrong.

But for now, she wanted to go meet Jed. She had made these plans already, and perhaps Helen was merely ill. Tomorrow, she might feel better.


Jedite was sweeping when the woman from two days ago came up the steps. She was dressed impeccably, and somewhat provocatively.

"Hello, Jed." She greeted him warmly.

"Good day...Patricia. I believe that was it."

"That's right. So, let me tell you all about the sights of the city. We could even go tonight, if you wanted."

"Hmmm...well, my chores are complete..." Jed commented.

"Perfect!" Patricia replied. "A night of drinks, dinner, and dancing. It'll be a great way to see this wonderful city."

"I'm...I'm afraid I'm quite limited in my funds." Jedite replied. He never needed funds while working with Queen Beryl, being able to hypnotize or knock out others tended to avoid those problems easily.

"Oh, don't mind that. I'll take care of it tonight. But you'll have to treat me when you're rolling in the funds. I'll wait right here, go ahead and get changed." Patricia was aggressive, and assumed answers on the part of Jedite. He found himself a little put off. Usually, people were only like that when they wanted something. What did Patricia want.

But Jedite's curiosity was peaked. He needed to find something interesting around here, lest he go insane. Perhaps this experience would be beneficial. Couldn't hurt.

"Please excuse me." Jedite bowed for a moment, then stepped into his room. He concentrated, and his disguise powers triggered again, and Jedite was wearing a dark green silk shirt, tan sport coat, formal black pants, and black loafers. Enough to pass a dress code, but flexible enough to move in: The woman did say that dancing would be a part of the evening's festivities.

"Well, here we go." Jedite thought as he exited his room. As he walked towards the door, Jedite ran into Raye, bringing tea to her grandfather.

"You look really nice this evening. Are you headed out?" Raye asked.

"I am. That...that woman from yesterday has asked me for a night of...what did she say...drinks, dinner and dancing."

"You're going on a date?"

"N...no." Jedite denied. "She has offered to show me the sights of town. It might be a nice change of pace."

"Well, you have a nice night, Jedite." Raye smiled.

"Thank you." Jedite stepped outside to meet with Haruna.


Raye thought it was odd that Jedite would be going out like this. Raye knew that the woman from two days ago was flirting with him, looking for a date, no matter what she called it. For all his manipulation, Jedite was susceptible to it himself. And drinking and dancing? Did the Negaverse have such things?

Jedite didn't seem happy at the prospect of his night out. He viewed it more as a curiosity. If he wasn't interested, he could have said no. Perhaps he was a lot more lost in the ways of the world than Raye thought.

If that was the case, it probably wasn't good to put him around a pushy woman like this flirty woman, and around alcohol. Perhaps she'd have to follow him tonight.