"Welcome to Hot Slots. First drink is on the House!" Business, one of his passions, plus a Casino was always a good cover for other more shady kinds of businesses and keep that under wraps. David was alert in any situation, but somehow with the supernatural part of the world now being out in the open, he was even more alert, not quite trusting this new situation just yet. "Which poison will be your choice tonight?" He asked, though poison could mean the choice of drink or the choice of game.

The New Girl

Alice walked out of the coffee shop with the largest coffee she could get, her nose tucked in her phone, the paralegal wasn't paying attention as she turned onto the street, only to walk right into someone walking on the sidewalk. Alice watched sadly as the coffee fell to the sidewalk and sighed as she ran a hand through her hair and then looked up at the other person. "I'm really sorry about that," she apologized. "I wasn't paying attention,"

Evan arrived at the park, the festivities in full swing. There was something charming, if not a tad cliche, about the town hosting a Friday 13th event. Evan tucked her hands in her back pocket eyes wondering over the stalls that had been set up and to the seating that was sprawled in front of a screen ready for the screening later. She wondered over to the first stall, eyes falling upon the cocktail menu in front and the various drinks that were displayed. She wasn't the only one eyeing up the menu and she turned to the person who had wondered to stand next to her. "Whats tempting you more- The Nosferatu Nightmare, The Boogyman Brain-freeze or Poltergeist Potion? I myself am undecided"

The Cabinet of Curiosities, it had been Violet's dream since she was a teenager, and now as she unpacked boxes of merchandise for her store, she had to pause and look around. Holy shit. This was actually her store. She'd actually done it! She beamed as she turned back to the box of New Orleans Ghost History books she'd been shelving when she heard the door open. She turned slightly and gave the person a slight wave. "Hey, I'm not exactly open yet, but uh, if you don't mind paying with Venmo and stepping over boxes and an overly excited Pomeranian somewhere, I'd love to have my first customer." she greeted the person at the door.

Walking through the streets of Saintes, Zephyr was more used to seeing tourists than actual residents of the town. It was an interesting interaction almost every time, someone asking what he was, where was the closest place to see some sort of species. It was like they were playing Supernatural Bingo, and he was not one to ruin the game, but he had also never been one for making it too easy on humans. After one particularly pushy group of tourists asking about whether or not zombies were actually real, a question that Zephyr pushed off on a town witch, he made his way towards the shops. Maybe he'd pop in and grab something cool to drink, like a smoothie. It was a hot one, and he liked it. It reminded him of the rain forests of home. When he saw someone give him a second glance he instinctively reached up, making sure his hair was covering the tips of his ears before giving them an awkward smile. "Afternoon," he nodded. "Anything I can help you with today?"

Working had always been one of Francis' favorite things, ever since he was young he loved to work, but now, in this restaurant, with his... Reputation, he found this kitchen staff was much more willing to have everything done without his input. They were doing a deep clean of the kitchen, so he had the time to go to the local seafood store and see what was fresh for the evening special. As he walked through the town, he couldn't help but notice all the new faces, people were moving into Staines in droves- well, not people, other things.