bad blood; network

Now I have both of my best friends here!

Good place to get coffee around here? Anyone? Bueller?

For new arrivals, we don't know exactly why this happened but the fact is, it did. As much as I'm sure you won't like it, you're stuck here for the time being.

The other people who have ended up here are staying at Hotel Monteleone. My name is Sophie Deveraux, and I'm a witch the chef at Rousseau's. Some of you have already gotten jobs. I'd highly recommend the rest of you do the same.

Should we be enrolling in school? Surely, this isn't going to last that long, right?

Caroline, Elena. When you said you wanted me to come back I didn't think you meant to New Orleans.

But here I am. You two, front and center.

I have a wicked craving for gumbo, looks like Rousseau's it on my list to stop by today.

That went well...better then I thought it would, but got a month on budget funding, then on my own.

I can do this.

This isn't real. I'm still...everything's so muddled.

But I'm so hungry.

Hel-Hello?

I must be dreaming. I have to be. But no. No, I was driving. How did I end up in a graveyard?

I have to be dreaming. I have to be...dreaming.

A little birdie told me that there's a wolf in The Quarter. That's a no no.