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Lottie tried not to snort. But she did. This was funny. He thought she was actually sympathetic to his plight. Oh well. It was fun leading him on. In fact, she may as well play it up to the extreme! He thought she was a high class reaper, after all. As if Reapers had distinguished classes the way Demons did. Her family was at least large? And well off as far as having their own businesses was. It wasn't too big of a white lie to pretend she was a classy ghoul.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better.." She grinned, "Lottie is short for Charlotte." That was classier, right? She only went by Lottie because it was easier to say, and distinguished her from her grandmum of the same name.

"Hmmm the Mcallisters~" She mused, as if she actually had to scroll through names in her head. Really, all she was doing was imagining what sort of dessert he'd be if he wasn't a demon. Maybe a coco-puff. "Yes~ Yes~"

"Oh, such an honour, Cormick." She grinned. She feigned a swooning sound as he dipped her, though truth be told it did make the ghoulish side of her giggle in delight. "It's a shame these peons don't realize how lenient and generous you are~"

He wasn't done with Piper yet. Oh no.

Kettil practically tensed even more, if such a thing were possible, as Piper shouted back at him about not going into his room to go through his stuff. There was a distinct change in expressions for several seconds, "Better not have been the one that did it, Piper. Cause it'd be a rotten thing to do to family." There was a quiet distinct tone of hurt to his voice. Kettil'd been so happy that Piper was at this school and the thought that she'd steal from him obviously hurt a great deal.

"Other than two other people, you're the only one that would know where I would hide that sort of thing," he pointed out stubbornly, "and Freya said she didn't take any of it and the other person would ask first."

After all his room didn't look like someone had gone through everything - it was as if the thief knew where he hid his extra money. For the moment Piper's entourage of boils didn't exactly register on the Muut's brain.

This was likely a good thing.

Hel continued to give him a stern look, before it relaxed into a hopeless smile. “Ahh, just try harder though, ya? Seriously, Mot, you will start to perform poorly if you lose anymore sleep.” She then grabbed his hand and pulled him back to her so that they could resume dancing…even though it was now a different song.

“Oh…ya…” She paused, and glanced off to the side. “I am leaving tomorrow.”

“Yaaaa…tomorrow…can not linger here forever.” Even as much as she wanted to sometimes. Hel trailed off for a moment. “My cottage was finished a few weeks ago, and the water and electric was set and the place I ordered furniture from just went ahead and dropped it off already!” She grinned a bit. “It is just missing one thing now…me! Well, and my personal touches…and I will have to rearrange the furniture once I get there but…ah, details!” Hel waved a free hand a bit.

“Ha! Well of course there is no one else like me! I am just amazing!” She cried with a laugh, but quickly simmered down. “Jeepers, Mot…do not look so down! It is not like I will never see you again! Ya, I am going to be further away but…come visit me! Anytime you want! Plus, I am certain I will be around here and there…being a Trick or Treater means a lot of traveling!” She assured, for both him and herself.

Mot was quiet, and the smile, while genuine wasn’t quite so happy, and Hel felt her heart twisting. Truth be told, right now, she didn’t want to leave either, but she attributed that to the fact she had just been so happy here, and now she was leaving it…but staying here forever wasn’t an option. Plus, she really did want her own house, her own path…Change was hard, that’s all.

The ghoul stopped trying to dance with him, and just held onto his hand for a moment before as she stared up at him, her brows knitted and somewhat of an awkward smile on her face. “Oh, Mot—“ She paused. “It will be okay! Jeepers, boil, that better be a tear of happiness!” She exclaimed, throwing her other hand in the air. “Like, ‘oh, Jack! I am so glad that Hel is finally leaving! She can stop doing all the crazy a** things and she can also stop being so ******** loud with her boilfriend next door! Finally some peace and quiet!’ “

Mot couldn't help but chuckle as Hel had her way of cheering him up, smiling through his teary gaze. "This is true. I'll enjoy the quiet." He'd also miss the noise. Although probably not the sexier noises she tended to make while in Mac's room next door. Definitely not.

"And.. I really am happy for you. Happy and proud. I won't be far behind, either. I promise." It didn't stop him from crying, though.

Mot smiled. "I'm glad you've awakened to the wonders of technology." He joked, wiping his eyes with his free hand. "Thank you." He'd likely have to call her a fair bit for the first while.

He sniffled, finally getting a grip on his emotions. "I'm okay now."

Gene showed up 15 minutes late to the party with Bloodbucks. She wasn't much for caring about punctuality with these big parties - people always mingled and had fun regardless of one ghoul not being there.

Suddenly grabbed by the elbow and carted off, coffee and all, the Doppleganger was placed in front of the wishing tree and given a quick explanation. So all she had to do was wrap a wish around a branch? That sounded...hokey. But, what the hell she figured. She was here to have fun and enjoy herself! Quickly scrawling her wish on the paper and tying it to a lower hanging branch, the ghoul sauntered into the throng.