Magica had to go to Town Hall to take care of some paperwork and ask some questions. After she was done with it and headed for hte exit, she actually saw a familiar face.

It wasn’t anyone she knew personally, no, but instead one of the members of the Town Board. She decided to approach, and smiled cordially.

“Mr. Kasraoui-Müller, isn’t it?” the woman asked out loud. “I do hope I’m not interrupting your activities, but I did want to greet you.”