To the center of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you Who: Jay and Odette. Where: House of Interest. When: Sometime after sunset.
Deciding she had nothing better to do than following Liev's instructions, Jay had been looking for the place named House of Interest for a little while before finally finding it. Someone that moved so often usually cared little for where was what in town, but apparently she would be in need to learn a few key locations in order to keep herself safe. Liev's old house had been all that she was expecting and more; she didn't remember the last time she had slept so well, and in a bed, none the less! Money was still somewhat short, and so her blood supplies, but she would manage. She always did. The date with Kiara was still there for her to take it, but she didn't want to enter an argument with a dealer for not having a way to pay her, so getting money was a priority.
Jay deliberately stalled on the entrance of the store for a moment, asking herself if she actually wanted to enter. There was a chance she would find other pack member in there, so she needed to know if this whole being around for a while really deserved letting everyone know about her. Two arguments popped in her head; 1) there were only other three of the Canys Lycaon on town, so really, everyone was a pretty ridiculous term; and 2) Liev, being the obvious authority figure type thingy person he was, probably had told the other two of her already. Maybe, who knew? So either way she didn't really have much of an excuse not to enter. Sometimes Jay didn't knew how her brain managed to counter itself, really.
So she just sighed and pushed the door open...and whoa, there were so many shiny things! Jay had to make a little double take as she took in just everything in the store; she wasn't really expecting to see anything like that in there. Funny how it worked, she was actually familiar with some of the things in there, although familiar in the sense that she had seen them around in Lyon, by usually owned by the rich and powerful; a little peasant girl like her could only dream to catch the eye of some rich guy and have a serious update in her life...or at least that was the way a number of people back in her time had thought. Her? A simple life was more than she could have wanted to have, and surely enough, she ended up with something else entirely. Sighing, Jay decided she should probably look for someone to leave her message -a message in an antique store?- and be done with it. That money she needed wasn't going to start growing in trees.