fandomtownies | Magic Box, Friday, November 11

Tara's phone had been turned off the night before, which she regretted greatly once she turned it on and found the insanity in store. She wasn't sure she should call or text back -- it seemed likely to interrupt wicked hangovers -- but even listening to the messages offered a good fifteen minutes of giggling. (And a vow to leave her phone home if she ever felt like getting that drunk.)

Once the gigglefit was over and she'd checked to make sure everything in the shop seemed to be in good shape, she searched the shelves for anything on interdimension magics. Her hope was that one of them would have a good locator spell that might help her check in on Kennedy, since it had been almost three weeks with no word at all since the message about heading to Sunnydate.

It was only a little stalkery, right?

The Magic Box was open, and you might get asked what you knew about magics across dimensions if you stopped in.

[OOC: Open shop. OCD's stuck in Sunnydale.]