[Log: Pippin & Frank: Clocking Out]
"No-" because there were a lot of consequences to spreading those secrets. He was sure everyone was as aware of the consequences as he was. "No. I didn't think you'd tell anyone. You know the people who live here. You know they're not all human. And that isn't the only thing about this town-"
The things that happened here periodically. Christmas. Postcards. Halloween. He didn't want to think about Halloween.
Frank's hand ran over his stubbled jaw, his expression hardly amused at her gentle reprimand. "I'm too old to change how I talk now," he replied.
He leant forward, looking at Pippin, studying her for a few long moments.
"The other people in this town- the different people- they need to be kept away from here. And when you're in here, you need to remember not to talk about them. They need to be protected from this place. Do you understand?"