She shrugged, stepping into the stall that held her street clothes and pulled the small curtain shut. "At least he's not a student," Holly replied, unzipping the costume.

"Okay, so all bitchiness aside, I have a question to ask you." The brunette pulled a lightweight sweater over her head. It was easier to talk to Julianna without looking at her. Maybe they should have all of their conversations through a fitting room curtain.

"Do you know about, um, denizens of the underworld?" Holly borrowed Rhiannon's phrase.