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bonnie bennett knows what death looks like (thatwitch) wrote in wariscoming,

"Magic," Bonnie said with a quiet laugh, enjoying the feeling of thoroughly perplexing the detective. Not many people around here were as amazed by what she could do anymore and that was because many of them had seen and could do some amazing things of their own. She had no doubt that he was trying to figure out a rational explanation to what he just saw, but he had picked the place, the sugar had already been there when she got there, and even if she knew where he was going to be, she had no way of knowing which table he would choose to somehow tamper with the sugar.

Somewhat smug, she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest. "So do you believe we're not crazy anymore? Or do you want me to turn that coffee mug into a frog?" She asked, gesturing to the mug sitting in front of him. "I mean, everyone does frogs, but what's wrong with the classics?" She was mostly joking about the frog. She could only manage baby mice right then, but she was determined to get it right one day.

Her smile became more subdued, as she reached into her purse and pulled something out. "I should give you this first though," she explained, showing him an amulet similar to the one that she was wearing. "It'll protect you from demonic possession so long as you keep it on. Keep it on." She placed it carefully on top of the badge he had thrown on the table earlier.