jaime didn’t like parties. they reminded her too much of when she was young ; messing up her life slowly. and now ? well , her life wasn’t perfect , but she had cat and god , she LOVED her daughter. that said , the village roof top parties were lowkey enough for her to bring cat up for a few hours with her before bedtime , and of course , she’s not catrina costa if she’s not in FULL PRINCESS garb , waving her wand mumbling three year old jargon that makes sense only to cat herself. that was , until the wand elegantly FLINGS from the three year olds hand and hits someone in the leg , and cat goes FLYING to retrieve it. “ jesus -- hi , sorry. ” she speaks to the person , chuckling softly as cat mumbles a sorry and sits on the couch right next to them , inspecting her wand for damage. “ she’s definitely a PRINCESS that’s for sure. ” she speaks with a playful eye roll , sipping on her water. “ are you having fun ? ”