"Oui, for sure - after the new year. It's something I have been wanting for awhile," Marie explained. "My parents owned a restaurant in New Orleans, until Katrina destroyed it. But that was a happy time and...I like sharing my food with people." She wouldn't share the exact recipes, of course, non - those were secret. But food was culture and life and everything else - so much magic could happen over a good meal, and that's what she wanted to bring to the island.
Instead of just being this demon all the time.
But anyway, they had to get the cleaning job done first. "Alright, handsome, give me a boost then," she encouraged, coming to stand in front of him, facing the door. "Don't be afraid to grab a handful either." Not like she minded.