((edited to hide until the time is right...or delete if that time never comes))
As sundown passes with no response [url=New Herbam (and other) Spells from either Praxiteles or Alips[/url], Fiona decides that she's not going to lay around the cottage feeling sorry for herself. She cleans up and puts on her green partay dress.
"If anyone needs me," she tells Moire and Sheelagh in Gaelic as she leaves, "I'm off to the tavern. Don't know when I'll be back, so don't wait up."
Her plan is to go out and get a little tipsy and a lot laid. She doubts that she will get it out of her system in one night, but she just feels like she needs some satisfaction. (And if Praxiteles and/or Alips show up, she'll probably wind up going home with them.)
((Too early to get upset yet...so far it's been one experimental night with Alips that she greatly enjoyed.))