This whole situation was strange and unbelievable, yet here they were. It was amazing how people were adapting after a month. Owen's gaze was drawn to the decorations they were passing, which he supposed was a nice distraction from staring at her mermaid costume.
"I... would have probably been in a bar drinking, to be honest with you," Owen admitted. "Not a lot of kids in my apartment complex, and I wasn't really the type to pass out candy, or go to a party, anyway." Something she said finally struck him and Owen brought his gaze back to Cecilia, one brow raised. "You missed your birthday? When was it?"