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The canine's eyes actually widened some when Siobhan went on about how mean the clerk was. She even marched over to the pimple faced teen and gave him a piece of her mind which actually seemed a lot more effective then when he did it.

There was a CD handed to Siobhan from the clerk who seemed to be apologizing. Though, right after he apologized the store clerk asked for Siobhan's number. Thats when Neil stepped back in. The gimblewolf slammed his palms in on to the counter and glared down at the pimplefaced clerk. Neil might have been on the lean side, but his height and glare did wanders to make up for that. Not a word was spoken by either the boils. The store clerk glared up at the red eyed gimblewolf but ultimately picked his magazine up and turned his back on both Siobhan and Neil.

Victory.

Neil turned to Siobhan and gave her a sharp and satisfied grin.

Ri-ri happened to like popular music. She had no other frame of reference! Most of what the kiyohime knew of culture she'd heard on the radio, seen on skeevee or read it in a magazine. She was nowhere near anything 'underground' and she was definitely not 'in-the-know'. The petite ghoul giggled when Siobhan shrieked her glee about the music (though she covered her ears a bit) and her tail swayed happily to have made a few friends already.

She enjoyed their hijinks thus far.

"So Anna.." Ri-ri's eyes darted around. "C'mon. Give me the scoop on Neil." She was conspiratorially adorable. "What was the whole.. thing.." she wiggled her fingers between Neil and Anna while he was busy screaming at the clerk. "Is he a jerk? YOU CAN TELL ME. I know how men are.." She really didn't but she said she did. "Only trouble ghouly. ONLY TROUBLE." He tapped a webbed finger on the witch's shoulder.

"Oh I think they are coming back over here.. SHHHH WE'LL TALK LATER." She grinned and began to fish around in her enormous handbag for some fish-slime lipgloss which she smeared delicately across her tiny mouth.

The reaper just RUINED HIS COAT ON PURPOSE! He was only restating the obvious when the Jack-Damn Moron decided it would be fun to snap his fingers left and right and cause his cat to appear ON HIM and jump on him while leaving paw marks and a big blot of ink on his fur hood. This wasn't something he could just pick up around the corner of the Maul. He had to call in to have this coat made. Go in for fittings. Tailors had to contact suppliers. THIS WAS EXPENSIVE! Not to mention, he didn't just keep backups around. His coat wasn't a fashion statement only. It was here to keep him warm, and TG felt is was VERY important to keep warm.

And that p***k just decided to let his cat ink all over it like a FollyJox on the fritz.

He glared out as the boil walked off, sharp teeth clenched and unable to form words, as fire ignited around the smaller imp, small flames dancing about his sleeves and tail. Yeah, like he said, fire didn't bother him. DUMB a** REAPERS DID!

Anna had trailed them around the music store feeling more and more lost. When Ri-Ri started asking her about Neil, she nodded and took a deep breath, only to be cut off as the other boil came back towards them. Ugh! "Did you, um, get the music you wanted? Johnny Danger, right?" she asked, tentatively.

Neil blinked. At first he thought she might be messing with him but nope. She seemed completely serious. So serious that Neil found it hard to form words. Anna was one of the harder ghouls to talk too. Finally the words came out in a rush.

"No way! That-wannabe-sell-out?" He frowned at Anna with out meaning to frown. "He's a marketing device. Put a pretty boy up on a poster and have them sing and dance and then plain minded ghouls drool and will buy ANYTHING he releases. Its a game. A trap." He'd said to much. Now it was coming back to him that the ghouls were looking at Johnny Danger magazines and posters when they had entered the store. He'd said way to much.

W-whaaaaat?! Anna stared as Ri-Ri ran off. "I-I-I didn't say anything to her! Not a single thing!" she said, hurriedly, then turned and stumbled after the crying ghoul - only half-aware that she was following her because of all that delicious emotion Ri-Ri was leaking everywhere. Mmm.

Herryk wasn't sure what Freya was finding so hilariously funny, but he watched her with a goofy smile on his face until he caught sight of the little spat that the red imp and the flame-haired boil had gotten into. Herryk firmly was on the side of the little red imp -- the other boil had some serious issues with keeping his familiar in check.

With a grunt, Herryk watched as Lattice tried to soothe the feelings of the red imp. He'd been a little busy watching Freya, so he wasn't entirely sure as to why the boils had started sassing one another -- but if it had anything to do with False's horrible cat-familiar, then Herryk could feel the imp's pain.

Boozle frowned, then shrugged, heading for the pizza place again. "Well that sucks," he said simply. "She was interesting. Jackin' feathers just drags her off like he owns her," he added darkly.

He figured he should at least get somethin' to eat before he skipped out. Or maybe... "Hey," he said abruptly. "They got pet shops here? You know?" He had seen something once, back when he was a kid. He'd wanted it ever since, but this was the first time he might actually get away with getting one...