Re: Tales; NYC Alley: Helena W/Snow W
[Snow’s eyes were having trouble not rolling out of her head.] You know what I mean. You’re not– [She glanced at the cabbie, who was still animatedly talking, his phone on speakerphone in his hand, giving them two sides of a conversation and enough white noise for some private discussion.] Of course you’re not from here. I know every non-human creature on the eastern seaboard, and then beyond. So you’re not from here, where? Marvel, maybe? [Otherworldly but modern attire. It fit, so far.]