Whenever Danica's birthday came round, she pretty much expected everyone to wait on her hand and foot, which wasn't necessarily out of the ordinary. Only, on her birthday, she liked those hands to be filled gifts, the more expensive, the better. More than a few familiars had seen their time cut short because their presents hadn't come up to par, and they hadn't been given the opportunity to stick around long enough to learn their lesson the next year.

Vouchers? Danica nearly choked just remembering it.

She knew it was her brother's birthday but it didn't really make much impact on her day. He was fairly low maintenance compared to her so when she held out the pie she hadn't made in one hand and his own suit jacket that she'd borrowed over a week before in the other, she wasn't concerned at all about his reaction.