[The grin is just as evident on her side of the phone. The Fates save Fjord for getting himself entwined with these two hedonists. She'd mentioned the possibility to Fjord ages ago but he hadn't been ready yet, on account on things between him and Molly not being official yet. She should be commended for her restraint in the matter, honestly.]

I have some ideas but I am certainly open to your suggestions. But what I am picturing is a darkened bedroom, our dear Fjord comes home to find two sweet gifts waiting for him, clothes already discarded. And he doesn't even need to lift a finger as we help him out of his garments...

[Her voice trails off, she's fantasizing.]