Craig, Andrei and open
Andrei's eyes followed Craig as barely suppressed a glower. Witches. He already had problems with one of them, he didn't want another one added to the list. They were all Mephistos and Aleister Crowleys. Ready to curse you when you weren't looking.
Andrei grunted and made for the front door. He felt his anger rise, his frustration, and he knew better than to stick around at a party filled with snacks. He pushed past two dudes hanging out by the coat rack and slammed the door on his way out.