No Candy Mountain ⇒ w/ hardcoresenior

[hardcoresenior]

[There is a reason why you don't let granddaughters sneak around old meat factories only to have her call you frantically on her phone about being stuck in the back of a truck with some crazy man. Said crazy man has had a weird aura around his eyes. Obviously, this would make sixty-two year old grandmother, Sandy Lenora Viers hideously furious.

Thankfully, Leona had sent her two texts- one with the address of the farm she's in and two another address leading to a bookshop...]

look for the wizard

tell him its me and ask 4 help pls hurry i dont like this place!!

im okay but get help theres something in the barn i think it eats people

[Sandy does not have time to mess around, but despite her granddaughter's penchant for getting in trouble with the supernatural, she also had a penchant for getting the right kind of help from them. And lord knows, Sandy's going to get this wizard to help save her baby girl or heaven help us.

So here, have a sharp-eyed and surprisingly not that wizened elderly slamming the door open to the magical book shop.

She doesn't look like she wants to joke right now.]

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[moviemagia]

[ ... yeah, she needs it. She looks as though she's ready to topple over, even as she grins brightly. ]

I'm here all week!

[animated]

[ Then steady her he shall! ] I-- uh... did Detective Randall just drop you off?

[nightcharm]

Oooh. Not without it's side effects huh?

[moviemagia]

It sucks more than a Hoover. And yeah, the Inspector just took off after saying something about the Last Unicorn.

[animated]

I guess that means I'm taking you home.

I'm Charlie, by the way. This is Leona.

[nightcharm]

[Waves!]

Hi.

Trust me, this thing does not happen all the time.

[moviemagia]

I'm Bethany, but you can also call me The Bethinator.

And I'd be jealous if it did.