Cassidy had woken up full of questions. Most of them were only able to be answered by people of a more Spooky sort. He got ready to go out quickly, tying his wet hair back into a ponytail and walked to the portkey. He found himself at Missouri's shop slightly later than half an hour. Finding her behind the counter, he smiled sweetly at her, "Hi, sorry I'm late. This place smells great today! It always smells good, but... what kind of tea are you peddling this time?"