Lowell Tracey & Charlie Emily
Honestly the toughest part of being in town was trying to keep track of the date. Oh given a week or so Lowell knew he'd adjust, but just two days ago it was still April 2015, and not March 2019. When Charlie mentioned how long she had been there it really did take the man a moment to sort it out in his head, but it was the mention of crazy things happening a lot that drew a faint frown. "If you don't mind me asking, what sort of crazy things?"
Losing track of time wouldn't exactly be a problem given the simple fact that he already had. Plus being undead sort of gave him a slightly different view of time itself since Tracey no longer really aged. The fact that jobs were easy to find was a boon, however when she brought up blood tests the Brit found himself scratching his head. Having heard nothing about those, but already worrying a tad given that he really didn't bleed anymore. "Why would jobs here be interested in blood work? Is there a lot of people doing drugs in this small town or something?"