"...I have a boyfriend," Megan blurted out. Okay, so it wasn't technically true, but she didn't think Rufio would mind her stretching the truth so much and it wasn't like she hadn't been wanting to ask him out to dinner or just to hang out at her place and watch a movie or something anyway, and--
"Ohmygod!" she shrieked, jumping back as far as she could and nearly pressing herself to the ceiling, wings and heart speeding. She nearly teleported away, but--the other people here. She couldn't leave them here with a guy with fangs and nobody between him and them. So instead, hoping they'd forgive her once they came around, she started putting out as much of her hallucinogenic pixie dust as she could.
As the pink powdery substance swirled through the air, the customers who breathed it in stopped what they were doing, whether it was talking or making irritated noises at Eric. One giggled. "Lookit the goldfish," he said, reaching an arm out to where absolutely nothing drifted in front of him.