[ davina admits that it's not the best event there is, not after that little thing with the spirits. but really, before that? it was a good way for people to mingle, to forget that they're dead or there are a lot of unanswered questions about the town. she wouldn't really describe herself as fun-loving but that was a nice little gathering of sorts.

anyway ... ] In a manner of speaking. [ she offers him another smile—and then, that's it. witchy spells and potions are a bit of a hit and miss when it comes to most people, and she'd really not take any chances. ] Though I wouldn't really call myself accomplished. Still, I'm in agreement that life and food is bland when there's no spice in it.

[ as someone hailing from new orleans. ]