As if it wasn't enough for the day the same smooth voice called out:
"Pe-ne-lo-plum!"
"Don't call me a plum if you won't eat me", another voice answered nonchalantly. A female?
Totally against his will and common sense he tried to sneak a look around.
There they were, on the biggest tomb under the Angel of Wrath's wings, one's dark skin strikingly contrast to the other's blonde hair and pale face.
"Some magic for me, you got it?"
"Always, that's why you love me, ne?"
"Love ya", Derek Morgan smacked girl on the forehead and retreated to the shadowed alley, immersing into the graveyard like ink into the already stained paper.
Whatever "the magic" was, Spencer couldn't have identified it from the distance.
He breathed out only to hold it again as the metal words rang dangerously near.
"Come out, little mouse. Hate stalkers."
Entangled in his own limbs he tried to force through, though his mind was drastically against it.
As he stumbled stepping on the scene the blonde lifted her head from the laptop.
She was such an overly detailed creature his gaze blurred for a moment.
"Petrificus Totalus?" she inquired without a smile. "Oh, guess, guys like yourself do not read Harry Potter."
"You know me?" He nervously covered embroidery on the upper pocket with trembling fingers.
"The Web knows you, just you wait, kitten." She typed gracefully and clicked "enter". "Oh, sweetie, quelle domage! Dad left you to care for your schizophrenic Mom…Your intellect being 187 and yet here you are miserable to the core hiding from reality in the bush…Let me be your fairy godmother."
"Your point being?"
"My point being", she mimicked him," our mutually profitable economic relations."
"What are you selling?"
"Refined happiness, cash-and-delivery", she smiled crookedly.
"You know I am at the higher risk group as a child of a single-parent family. The probability of becoming an addict to whichever drug is over 60%."
"Your choice, smartass," she shrugged. "Here's my card if you change your mind."
She left him staring at the elaborate piece of paper, wondering if Derek was actually miserable too.