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The Furry picnic had spread out through the vineyard, those who were shot by Cupid still heavily under the influence of his love darts. The sun had completely set and lamps filled with tiny sparkling lights lit up the vineyard paths and the porch of the storefront. Through the windows I could see flashing lights of multiple colors coming from the second story area where I had left Chloe at the Sip and Paint class. By the time we reached the vineyard storefront, Ovid had shifted back into human form and we carefully walked into the door that I had chased Cupid out of earlier.
The whole store was filled with loud, dramatic, classical music. More twinkling lights lit up the interior of the showroom and the koi ponds glowed with drifting blue lights that moved under the water, occasionall
