When Sam and Kinsey arrived at the Spirit Halloween inside the Woodsboro mall, Sam noticed Dani with an armful of ghostface costumes and masks that she had already removed from the shelves, which somehow had barely even put a dent in however many had been put out.

"Need some help? She scoffed.

"Undoubtedly." Dani sighed. "Manager wants all of these off shelves by lunch. We weren't even supposed to get them in, but we did, and some new guy who either didn't get the memo or just needed his sick laughs decided to go and shelve 'em all before I even knew they were here."

"My money's on the latter." Sam sighed, following her to the next wall of costumes. "How's Nat doing?"

"She is..a lot better, actually. I think they're discharging her tonight."

The relief was evident enough in her tone that Sam didn't think too hard on the next subject change.

"That's good." Sam said.

"Yeah, they just want her to take it easy for now." Dani added. "And it certainly didn't make her forget how she's yet to get a solid answer out of you about my Halloween party this week."

"No, it wouldn't, would it?" Sam chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that. I'm sure having a big Halloween party, with a killer on the loose, at your house, nonetheless is a great idea."

"Yeah, I would use the term big, here, very loosely." Dani chuckled. "Just you, Nat, Leslie….if I absolutely can't keep her away, Seth, Lauren, some others, aaand hopefully you and Kinsey…..please?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "We'll think about it."

"That is all we ask." Dani lit up in her, albeit minuscule, win. She then took another glance around the immediate vicinity, to reassess how many costumes were still left.

"Is there anything...a little more tasteful I could help you find?"

"I think we're good for now." Sam chuckled. "But, uhh..good luck with...all this."

"Thanks, I will be needing it." She sighed, taking her collected stack to the back so that she could start on the next wall.

The girls continued to skim the rest of the store, stopping to look over potential additions for Sam's room and eventually stopping off in the aisle for weapon props, so that Sam could assess the realism….or rather lack of it...of each one.

"So, I gotta ask…." Kinsey finally said, catching Sam looking over one of the plastic knives.

"Uh huh…." Sam looked up curiously.

"What's so bad about having Dani's party at her house?"

Sam chuckled, considerably more amused. "So, you did catch that, huh?"

"I mean, the other points you made just made sense."

"Fair enough." Sam admitted. "...buuut, so does the point about her murder house...my dad's old house to you."

Kinsey, a little more wide eyed now, took a little glance around the area to make sure no one was within eavesdropping distance.

"The murder house?" She whispered.

"The one my dads barely got out of." Sam confirmed. "...yes."

"Is she insane?!"

"Well, my theory is that that's the reason she's making it a point to make it a smaller party." Sam defended. "She's been wanting to throw a big Halloween party, since before they moved into that house…...buuut, then they did, and she's generally though it to be in obviously bad taste."

"Until now." Kinsey chuckled. "Guess she got over it."

"She says it's to get some of our minds off of things for a while, considering." Sam chuckled. "...she just neglected to realize how unlikely that'll be in the house where everything started…..especially for Leslie and Seth. Those two should not be let within a million yards of that place."

"Especially them." Kinsey laughed.

Sam shook her head. "Yeah I love Nat, but if you ask me, Leslie should not be let anywhere near her either. I don't know what she sees in that bitch."

"Well, I think you speak for the majority of us on that." Kinsey agreed.

They were so caught up with that and with the rest of their conversation, they didn't even notice the person who was standing in the middle of one of the aisles….dressed in the full Ghostface costume, until Sam bumped into 'em."

"Shit, my…" She hesitated when she looked up at the mask. "...bad."

The person just looked at her and, without speaking, tilted their head as they looked back at her.

Kinsey, considerably more concerned now, looked on as Sam just shot the person a glare back and took her hand.

"Come on, Kins."

Dani was coming back out of the back again, when they finally returned to the front of the store.

"Find everything you were looking for?"

"And something we weren't." Sam scoffed. "Might wanna pass your memo onto that fuck in the back." She nodded toward the direction where the person in question appeared to still be creeping around.

"What are you…" She started to ask with a laugh. Her tone changed, however, when she saw the creep in question. 'Goddamnit…." She said it with a sigh, glancing at the few little decorations and props that Sam had collected in their look through.

"Just go, I'll cover what you've got later."

"Dani…" She started to protest.

"Pay me back later, just go. I'll take care of him, and that….go."

"Thanks." She sighed.

"Don't mention it."

The creep just watched the exchange from the back of the store, watching as Sam and Kinsey left, before making their way to another aisle.

Dani, still suspicious of this person, kept her eye on 'em while she returned to the registers to call her manager over the matter.

"That was weird…" Kinsey said, when the two of them got back to Sam's motorcycle in the parking lot.

'I am unfortunately used to it." Sam sighed, moving her finds to her backpack to better transport it on the bike. "Probably just some conspiracy freak who overheard us talking about where Dani's party's gonna be and put together who I am."

Kinsey shook her head. "How do you deal with all that?"

"With a severe case of increasingly lowering patience." Sam sighed. "...In case you haven't noticed."

"I have…" Kinsey's tone was considerably more gentle now. "...that's why I asked."

Sam smiled. "I know…...that's what I see in you."

Kinsey's whole face appeared to light up at that.

"Well, what else do you see in me?" She asked.

Sam reached out her hand as Kinsey stepped up onto the bike, in the seat behind her. "Don't you see that too?"

"Do I?"

Sam smirked as she started up the bike. "You will."