It's been a few days since America, Preacher, and Lily all got tossed out on their asses by what was possibly pixies. Bad news: definitely occupied. Good news: the occupants didn't seem the murdery sort. The full moon was still going, and rather than interrupt their fun and furry time, America decided it would be okay to go back herself this time. Mr. B would wait outside and if trouble came, he'd go get help.

Stepping inside the building, America didn't try to be stealthy, instead calling out, "Hello? I'm sorry for interrupting y'all, the other day. I was wondering if we could talk? I brought cupcakes..."

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America rdy to try next quest step!