"You know, they have this thing called shipments? They do restock," Les commented and watched as she stomped her foot then arched an eyebrow. Through everything she'd been through since she found out she was a witch, not much truly scared her these days. She'd come up against far scarier and more intimidating people than the woman in front of her.

She took a look around the store before shaking her head. "I'll answer your questions but perhaps we can meet somewhere instead? Otherwise, it looks like I'm talking to myself."

Though, perhaps not fully. She didn't want anything from the woman or owe her anything. Really, she wondered how often the other girl did something like this but that truly wasn't her business. She had about an hour before her meeting so she had a bit of time. Besides, if Les could see her, she could only assume that other beings could likely see her. Though, luckily for her, it didn't seem she ran into this case very often.