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"Eh? Seriously? I can have all of these?" She asked, despite having already being handed them. "Thanks!" She flashed a wide grin at Bea and hugged the jelly fish fright-lights to her chest. These would add some nice colouring to her room. Especially when the lights were off! Ahh~ She could already picture the soft glow!

"Oh! You have more visitors. You seem to be quite popular." She said with a cheeky grin and placed the orange jelly fish up on top of her own head like a hat; balancing it there and letting the stringy bits fall down. Yes. She was definitely enjoying these little creations.

Danny sort of popped up over the edge of the table, thinking no one saw her. She was on a mission. 1) Steal endless amounts of spookies. 2) Capture and admire one of those pretty jellyfish lights; the orange one in particular. With her goal set, she snuck along the edges of the table, eager to gain her prize.

The spookies weren't much of a problem. No one was really guarding them or anything- they were just spookies after all. The light was a bit harder. It seemed like everyone wanted one, and they were all taking them.

Danny had her eyes set on that orange one though. She was going to get it, and love it forever. As she reached out for the light, she whispered to herself, "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy. Come on, Squishy Come on, little Squishy. "

Bingo! Danny's hands reached her prize and she just about flipped over with excitement. Mission accomplished.

But ... why were all of these things on this table anyways? Danny looked up at the banner. "Bea for Public Relations." Why was Bea proxying for this "Public Relations" ghoul. That didn't seem very fair. Danny's mouth twitched downwards into a frown, and her eyebrows knit in pure puzzlement as she tried to figure it out.

"You're welcome! I'm Junko, by the way! It's very nice to meet you!" Junko held a hand out to the ghost ghoul, smiling and ignoring how her hair was currently tearing away at one of the bags to dump its contents into Her mouth. Delicious! So good!

She perked up a bit as she noticed someone come closer, glancing to one side to see who it was. Even with her hat covering her eyes it was easy to recognize the ghouls simply by her wings. Junko gasped, eyes widening. "Tahki! OhmyJackyoulookgreat!" Junko squealed and threw her arms around the gryphon ghoul, waving to Israfel as well as he greeted her. He looked great too! It'd been too long since she saw these particular classmates!

Fell and Israfel's compliments made Bea feel loved and more confident about the elections. Though Israfel's glare was surprisingly terrifying at first. Her heart felt like it just stopped. However, the feeling of being noticed, possibly even being liked, was the first time she has felt this certain nice, warm feeling since she came to Halloween. Quite frankly, Bea felt pretty amazing. "Thank you so much, you guys! That really means a lot to me," she said, smiles and all.

"Oh, no problem at all!" Bea handed the siren handfuls of spookies and goodies, "They were made for everyone! So, take what you can!" As she was handing Israfel the goods, she hadn't noticed the demon ghoul's sneaky attempt to nab a fright-light.

Just then, in the corner of her eye, she noticed her table mysteriously shake a few times. Bea immediately turned around to look at her table, but only to find nothing different. She cocked her head a bit in confusion but quickly brushed it off and turned her attention to Junko. "Ah, very nice to meet you too, Jun---" Bea was interrupted by a shower of purple tentacled plushies. Though the plushies were everywhere, it didn't seem too out of place at Bea's underwater themed booth since they were tentacled,...

She picked one up and examined it a bit. It resembled another student named Riley which she met from the presidential campaign booth before the fearados attack! Bea carefully placed it on her chair and turned back to smile at the other students again.

To her, it wasn't about winning. It was about making the students happy. And with just a few spookies and swag, she felt she had accomplished her goal.

It would be difficult to say the least, given his arms now were laden with bags upon bags of precious Bea swag. Not that Bea swag was a bad thing, but hey, Merope needed a favor and Israfel was fine to help a leviathian out. Still, a bag for the swag would have been nice. He wasn’t sure how he’d managed to carry it not only out and about, but all the way to the undead dorms and the boil’s room. Unless Merope met him half way or something the Siren was going to have to get inventive. But how? Bea’s booth didn’t really have bags…Or did it? The sweaters were just sitting on the table and..if he tied the ends of the sweater, he could use that to hold some of the things. Or at least protect them from getting crushed or broken in the trip to Merope’s room. Yes, it could work.

For a second his thoughts were cut short as he could have sworn he saw some ghoul grabbing a little light and some spookies but… it wasn’t any of his business. Bea’s booth was her booth, and it was up to her to stop them if she wanted, (he doubted she would, she was too nice!). Then, something…what. Why was the table….Israfel ignored that, mostly since he didn’t really want to look since the sound of tentacles and rocking tables seemed wrong to look. But Bea was smiling, Junko was too. In fact pretty much everyone at the ghoul’s booth was in a good mood an-
And it was raining Riley? Looking for the source, he spied Christof, dumping the plushies. That Igor was…loyal. Almost scarily so. But he really shouldn’t dump swag in another ghouls booth without asking. That was just rude. But the siren just sighed and offered a smile to Bea. “I should go but, make sure you sign up for classes okay?” Ear wings pricked back and forth. “Just..be careful. Some are kinda…” Yeah. Maybe it was best she find that out on her own.

As she made him a makeshift bag, Israfel gave a soft sigh of relief. "Thank you." He chuckled. "I honestly wasn't sure how I was going to get these over to Merope." The pouch was a great solution really. He'd need to repay her sometime. "The class teachers. Just..a word of warning I suppose." He gave a weak smile. "Some can be really taxing. Others are really fun! But if they say don't do something.. yeahhhh..." A shake of his head and feathers drooped. "Don't. The princess corner is not fun." Never mind he might end up there soon enough with his booth. "Good luck Bea!" He nodded, happy he'd at least gotten to make a friend and help another.