"It seems fitting to decorate the shop, doesn't it?" Jules suggested. "You could even make it a contest, let the customers vote on their favorite pumpkin, but don't let anyone know which pumpkin belongs to which artist. That always muddies things and influences people's votes." She would enjoy helping him decorate the shop for Halloween. It was her favorite holiday, after all, though not for the reasons it was for most people who loved it. Perhaps it had to do with the season's influence on her psychic powers.
"Ooh, yes! A little bitty pumpkin would look wonderful on your altar," she agreed. It would be tricky to carve a little one, but there was always the option of painting them. At the question, she looked away from the tiny pumpkins she'd started sorting through to see if she could find the perfect one for his alter, her eyes meeting his. "I love it!" she admitted easily. "The..." she paused for a moment, waving a hand through the air as she tried to find the right word. "...energy is clearer, crisper, if that makes sense?" Was it like that for him, too?