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Sweetheart I alienate everyone, so don’t take it personally. And you say coven like it’s some kind of a dirty slur.

I hardly took it personally. Merely a statement. It is.

You are the most bizarre person I have ever met, and I work at the Emporium. Seriously…

Yes, I'm used to that attitude. Instead of trying to understand, you alienate. And from my own... coven. 

You seem terribly worried about something in the shadows, to me that’s fear.

I've been in the shadows my entire life. I do not fear them. 

I’m well acquainted with the kinds of things that lurk in the shadows; I’ve just learned not to be afraid of it. Fear just leaves you weak and defenseless.

I never said anything about fear. You did.

You don’t drink and you don’t practice; goddess but you’re boring.

You don't know me, so don't pretend you do. Quick to pass judgment, but you don't know what lurks in the shadows. You'd be wise to learn before you end up in them.

So far all I’ve smelled out there is booze and tourist vomit; seems like you’ve been hitting the Jinx booth a little hard there sweetie. Might want to lay off the fumes.

I don't drink. Why is that the first perception? Is that all you do in America? 

Yeah, maybe. No, thankfully, I would have melted in this humidity if I was here any longer than I have been. I’m from Pennsylvania, and you’re clearly not from here, either. 

Do you not like it? It is quite the adjustment. No, I'm from across the pond. I think that's what people say.

I’m pretty sure the park isn’t excluded from the smell of booze and vomit at this point. I mean, I was planning on just walking Bourbon and helping out for work, not exploring a park for the fun of it.   

Maybe it's your vantage point. Climb a tree. Or get to a rooftop. Then you are above all that. You can breathe in and understand what I mean. Are you from here?

You aren't smelling in the right places then. You have to go to the park. Are you not open to the suggestion? After all, you are at the festival.

How does it not make sense? The air smells different.

I’m sorry? That just sounded like something a wasted person would say…and, ah, no thanks. 

Oh. I suppose it is. It wasn't my intention. Why not? It would take you only a few seconds.

What in the world are you talking about? I don't drink alcohol if that is what you are implying. Close your eyes and inhale.

Go with whatever you want, just leave me and my throbbing head alone. Don’t you have anything better to do, or is it your job to poke and prod at people with hangovers?

It's not my job. More like a hobby. And no, I don't have anything better to do. But kind of you to ask.

Well, then if you don’t really care why are you even asking? Lord, why don’t you go bother someone else. I’m sure there’s plenty of other hungover people in this town.

So, I'll go with you complain about stupid things regularly.

If I were in a better state I’d offer you up some sort of explanation, but considering I can’t hear myself think and I don’t even know who you are, I’m not going to waste my time.

I don't really care or need an explanation. it was a simple question. Which you didn't answer.

I feel like they gave me the wrong drinks at the Jinx booth last night. Those couldn’t have been virgins.

Do you often complain about silly things like hangovers or is today a special occasion?