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Oookay! Clearly Haze did not know this boil, nor was he happy with the boil pulling at his feelers like that. Even after being asked to stop he was still at it. What a little troublemaker.... It was up to the grim reaper to put an end to this kids shenanigans!

Just as soon as the spriggan yelled out 'Rapunzel,' and reached for the swamp dragon's horns, the grim reaper also reached out and snatched the smaller creature by the back of his coat and the bandages, that was wrapped around his shoulder, and held him there.

It was like holding a puppy by the scruff...

"I think you've caused enough trouble for Haze today, kid. You should apologize to him 'kay? And maybe if you ask nicely, he'll let you touch his horns." She suggested, refusing to let the spriggan go. At least, not until he gave her an answer.

“Come on. There’s nae way they woods do ‘at.” However, Dev’s wary glances at the restaurants and food stalls said otherwise. Then she straightened her shoulders, lips curled into a firm line. She wasn’t going to let the prospect of funky foods deter her. Dev was going to thoroughly explore the maul and she was going to enjoy it, Jack dammit.

She walked next to Boozle and looked relieved as she began to spot some familiar store names. “Where do ye want tae go? Ah see a Pumpkin’ Kin’ an’ Stubway. Surely they won’ have sparkles on their food, but if ye see a better place ahm fine with ‘at.”

Freya watched as Lattice shied away from the idea of flirting, and then... innocently found herself flirting with someone anyway. The valkyrie bit her lip to keep from giggling, as she took the boil, False, in with a very keen gaze. Up and down, checking him out, to make her assessment. After all, Lattice only deserved the best.

She finally checked her text messages, as Lattice and False chatted, and her expression went from pleased to white as a sheet with horror.

And then the screaming began.

"WHAAAAAAA~AAAAAAA~TTTTTTTTTT????!?!"

Lattice smiled lightly slowly calming down, "I think he's charming, and thank you Sharpie I appreciate the offer," she said as she pet Sharpie behind the ear and then Freya screamed and the Engraver stood upright suddenly turning toward her friend with eyes widening behind her mask.

What was it!?

"Freya! What is it? What is wrong?!" Lattice was having a day. A strange day. A day that was meant for foxfires and was now ... Just this. "Did something happen? Another rat?"

Lattice had no real concept of eyephones and text messages.

Did Lou enjoy shopping? Oh, of course he did. Did Lou have the money FOR shopping? Oh hell no he didn't. This young vampire had many stereotypes about him, but the one he failed to fall under was wealth. It didn't bother him, though. Truth be told, little could bother Mr. Ferre. Not when there was so much misery happening to his fellow halloweeners.

There was a strut about him as he burst through the automatic doors, a cocky grin about his pale face. "Lllllllllllllllladies~" He cooed... To no one in-particular. One thing the hormonal teenage undead was sure of was that... Women loved shopping. Ergo, he could pick up the chicks that were shopping with his...

... Smooth...

Moves. Yeah, totally. Moreover, he had an adorable, equally vampiric kushi at his side. Chicks liked small fuzzy things, right? "Shall we, Stiletto?" He'd named it... After a shoe heel? Dear sweet Jack.

As he walked deeper into the chasm that was the shopping center, his air of confidence was more like an odor. Every ghoul he passed received a wink, and every guy he passed received a quick search for an easily accessible wallet.

Brit was trying to pay attention because she knew how much cashiers hated it when you drifted off in the middle of ordering but- but shiny lights. So many shiny sparkle Frightlight bugs. She wanted one.

There was subtle twitch as Seb finished the first part of his order before with a childish squeal of glee Brit started chasing one of the bugs around the scarebucks, thus completely missing him changing her aweseome order.

The chase ended with Brit clapping her hands around the poor mini and tripping into a chair at a two person table.

"Staaay little pretty light and keep our table yes?" The mini in question seemed to petriefied to move so Brit happily made her way back to Sebastian and the cashier, fishing out her purse as she did so.

Plopping down what she thought was the correct amount of silver seeds for her order, but was now obviously way too much, she turned towards Sebastian with a smile.

“Ye pure don’ want sparkles on yer food, do ye?” Amused, Dev grinned. Heck, maybe these sparkles and funky decorations weren’t so bad after all—but she still didn’t want any suspicious shinies on her pizza. She threw him a confused look as he brought a hand up and quickly put it back down. “What was ‘at?”

“Date? Yoo’re just jokin’ wi’ me, right?” Dev immediately went from entertained to cautiously suspicious. The chances of it being another sort of lie seemed probable, but then she threw all care out the window. She was going to have fun with this. “Not always, but if ye let me ahm sure ah can,” she answered, pulling his arm toward Pumpkin King. “An’ afterwards we’ll go shoppin’ an’ yoo’ll carry th’ bags like a good boil.” Her grip on Boozle’s arm tightened as she looked back at him, smiling.