Dad and Max were there to pick me up instantly, and both of them know me well enough by now that it was just another day. They helped me up and made sure I was okay while we brushed the leaves off, and then it was back on our way. Max asked me about my dizzy spells since my blackout. I told her they've been all over the place, few days in between here and there. There were a couple of weeks I had three in each week, and then like this one was the first I'd had in about a week. Not much we can do about it, but it's nice having someone I can be frank about the attacks with.
Anyway, we got to Candace's place, and Sam was already there much to Max's pleasure. We had all day and only the movie planned, so we spent a lot of time just talking. Sam worked in the kitchen, he was making homemade pasta and an apple pie which smelled great. Of course Max offered to help in the kitchen, and Sam took the extra hands happily enough. I'm not sure he realizes she likes him.
Now, Candace and I did talk the other day, but I didn't know if she had talked with Sam about it. And I did still want a final answer so that Max and I could appropriately use our time. If we needed to come up with another costume, we needed to know now. So I pointedly asked Candace if she had come to a decision about joining us for Halloween.
Candace looked to Sam before looking back to me, and I think there was a glimmer of rebel in her eye as she said she wanted to join us. She did however recognize that Sam had some concerns, and we hadn't really discussed exactly what we were planning on doing, only that we had an idea for a costume. That is a legitimate concern, and while I'm not happy that she had to say it was Sam's concern, it is a question that needed to be answered regardless.
So between Max and I, mostly me, we explained that there's a number of haunted houses that we try to hit up every year, and then the Creepy Walk in the Woods in Loveland. They take place in the days leading up to Halloween, so we usually plan on dressing up on two nights and sometimes that means two costumes. And if Max can score us some invites to parties, we'd like to go to those, but generally our target is the haunted houses.
I knew Max would want to invite Sam to join us, so I mentioned that a chauffeur would be useful. Max picked up on my hint and said he could even go as the Count d'Winter and join our costume of three. Sam did hesitate, and I think he was considering his objections against the reality that he'd be in a better position to keep Candace safe if that was truly his intention. When he came to a decision, he agreed to join us, but he couldn't remember who the Count d'Winter was.
At that point we knew we needed to watch the movie. So while Sam and Max maintained their joint venture in the kitchen, Candace and I moved the living room around so that we could watch TV while eating dinner. Sam's help would have been nice for that, I'll admit, but we managed well enough. I'm no push over, just short, but Candace is surprisingly strong for how skinny she is. The couch was probably the hardest thing to move, and we didn't need to pick it up.
Dinner was excellent, as always, and everyone had a lot of fun with the movie. Max and I had to bite our tongues as we usually speak the lines along with the movie, complete with our own silly commentary. Sam enjoyed it, and remembered watching it before, just that it had been years. Once Sam recognized who we were suggesting his costume be, he was initially offended and we had to remind him that he'd be the male version of.
Candace though, she was quiet through the whole movie, not saying anything. She didn't react emotionally at all, no laughing, no crying. I was worried she didn't like it. Once the movie was over though, she had all these questions. She didn't get a lot of the jokes, so we had to explain them. She also seemed really unhappy with the choreography, and being a dancer that isn't too remarkable. What needs to be explained is that she was unhappy with how they presented the sword fighting. She was talking about how to use a dagger and rapier as though she had personal experience. "They should be standing, presenting only their sides to each other." "They should be stabbing forward aggressively, not swinging wide and projecting their attacks."
Max and I weren't sure how to respond, but Sam reminded her that it was a movie, a play. That the actors weren't trained swordsmen, and that they fought like that as much to safely interact as to show the audience a compelling story. If they fought genuinely, there wouldn't be much excitement for the audience. Candace seemed to accept that.
Afterward, she did say she very much enjoyed it, and she wanted to be Aramis. Max didn't hesitate to claim Athos, which I think she wanted to be able to fawn over Sam as the Count d'Winter. That left me with Porthos, which is who I've always wanted anyway.
The rest of the night was making plans. Max knew where we could get the costume pieces, but we'd need to go get our measurements taken and everything. So we've got another shopping trip planned for this coming Thursday. I just hope its not too late. But Max and I have been late before, and with some creative shopping we can throw something together well enough. I'm sure we'll have something, I'd just don't like plastic and "sexy."
We talked some more after plans were settled, but Max and I quickly realized that it was getting late. We both need to be around early tomorrow for the tournament. As is usual, I'm so excited that I'm not sure I'm going to sleep. Between finally getting to do The Three Musketeer's, and the tournament tomorrow, I'm practically vibrating. I just better not spend all day tomorrow half awake.
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