i put a spell on you...

Shona had been keeping to herself for most of the festivities so far, it had been kind of boring to watch everyone in neon & glitter dance to pop songs she vaguely knew. She contemplated acting on her impulses to steal from party-goers.. but for once it felt morally wrong to try and ruin someone's day like that. Maybe she was getting soft.

Winifred laughed back at the young woman dressed in black. “What do you get? What do you get? Honey,” Winnie shook her head and continued to chuckle, “you get to have helped the one and only Winifred Sanderson. What more could you want?”

It was sad. Maude found the whole spectacle pathetic. She supposed she shouldn't expect anything more from this little town and the pea-brained spineless mayor that was their poster boy, but somehow they still managed to disappoint her. Was this really the best they could do? Her eyes moved from someone dressed in bright yellow and pink hues, an outfit that looked like it had been thrown together in all of ten seconds, to the approaching redhead when she spoke. "Only because you don't look like flaming garbage," she remarked, pulling a five dollar bill from her wallet in preparation. Holding it between her thumb and forefinger, she gave Winnie a tired look. "Tell me, dear. Are you truly enjoying this?"

”Hey, what’s wrong with flaming garbage?” Winnie chuckled tipsily. “Some of my best friends are flaming garbage!”