Kit encountered Marie in the Egg Orchard, and recounted me their conversation. Let me put the gist of it this way: You know when your mom would encounter a teacher of yours in the grocery store or something? You remember that combined feeling of both "busted," and "worlds are colliding!" you'd get?
Yup, that was basically the look on my face this morning at breakfast.
Eek. At least they got along. Or perhaps I should be lamenting that!