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For once, Mags was not powered up.

She'd gotten off work at the Waffle House at around eight, giving her enough time to stop by the local quick-mart to grab a few essentials. Essentials being, of course: milk, waffle mix, bread, waffle mix, eggs, waffle mix and a bag of chips to snack on later. She wasn't sure where the chips had come from - just some random salty craving that needed curbing.

Her Waffle House blouse and nametag were still on, along with her dark slacks. It blew her mind why such an establishment wouldn't allow denim, but there were some fights just not worth fighting. The hat had been removed, leaving a mess of hat-hair curls bouncing around with each step as she headed in the direction of her apartment complex a few blocks over.

As the thud hit the pavement behind her, she nearly jumped out of her skin and dropped the grocery bag she'd loosely hung on to. Whipping her head around, she stared at the strangely-clad girl.

Although she wasn't in senshi form, she didn't get a terribly good feeling coming from the woman.

When questioned, Mags tilted her head. "Well... Ah mean, who is supposed to be with me?"

Mags had never excelled in Science. Minerals and gemstone names weren't her forte and she never pretended that they were. But as the girl introduced herself as Tinkasite, alarm bells rang off in her head. It was probably the site part of her name - wasn't that how all those Negafellas named themselves?

"What do you want?"

The question came out even more rude and blunt than Mags had intended, the blonde feeling ashamed enough to follow up with a more simple inquiry.

"Ah mean... you don't want nothin' from me? Seems kinda weird, don'tcha think?"

Shifting the bag in her arms, she thought about it for a moment before adding, "Mags. Ah'm Mags, Tink."

Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. What did the Negaverse want with her groceries? Did they have some nefarious plot where they were taking innocent bystanders' food and hoarding it for themselves? Were they making food youma out of everything? Could it be possible that they could even make a waffle youma?

No, that was just silly. Everyone knew that waffles couldn't be evil.

She contemplated her options, then decidedly hoisted the bag into the other girl's direction. The way Mags figured it, if the Nega had both hands busy with the bag of food, it would leave her handless to try to steal her starseed or energy or whatever it was that these fellas were after nowadays.

"Alright. Ah'll let you walk me a few blocks over, but after that, we gotta part ways, ya hear?"

She started to walk and then stopped in her tracks as the girl insisted on following her up to her doorstep. There had to be a way out of this - Mags knew she couldn't transform, not while a Negaverse agent was watching her - but there wasn't no way under the blisterin' sun that she was going to show a Nega agent where she lived.

Nuh-uh, not happening.

Beginning to walk once more, she took on a leisurely pace instead of her normal, long strides. She needed time to think - she needed a plan. What would Dan do? Kat? Kodi? All of her smart friends were nowhere to be found... leaving Mags in quite the waffle of a situation.

"So are you uh... a girl scout or somethin?"

It felt as though she'd swallowed a rock and it was sinking into the depths of her seemingly neverending stomach.

The Negaverse.

As much as she'd wanted to give the girl the benefit of the doubt, Tinkasite had directly declared her allegiance to the evil kingdom and Mags could feel the sweat begin to trickle down the back of her neck as she stared at the other girl.

"Ah... Ah...."

Glancing down the street, she took one last look at the girl before rocketing off down the sidewalk. "AH'VE GOTTA GO!" She called out behind her, sparing one last, forlorn look towards her bag of groceries as the blonde galloped her way down the road and, hopefully, far far away from the Negaverse officer.