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[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't want to if you feel uncomfortable about it."

"You'll be fine."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I'll be fine. I owe them a visit anyway."

"I don't know..."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Okay, where to poof?"

"Do you trust me?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Middle of Nowhere, Virginia," he replied, smirking.

"I trust you just fine. I just think you're leaving out vital information that a girl should know."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"You're not serious, are you?"

"You'll see in due time."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Well, that's where it is, but that's not what it's called."

"How did I know you were going to say that?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She laughed. "What's it called then?"

"Because I always say that?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yorktown. Right by the coast."

"Not always."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Alright, let's go?" she said.

"Most of the time."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"You sure?"

"Fine, I'll give you that one."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I'm sure. Are you?"

"Great."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He took a deep breath. "Sure, let's go."

"Now, keep going, I want to see it," she urged.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She took his hand and squeezed it tightly, before poofing.

"I'm still walking."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He sighed as he breathed in the familiar salty, humid air. Looking around, he knew right where they were. "Well, this way home," he murmured, running a thumb across her hand and leading her down the sidewalk they were on.

"I know," she replied, tugging at the ends of her hair. Oh, great, that might just turn into a jittery habit.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"You haven't told me anything about your parents."

"Don't worry about it. It doesn't get crazy until the sun goes down."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He laughed. "I guess I haven't. Good thing to know about."

"Crazy?" she asked uneasily, raising her eyebrows.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I'd think so too."

"Active, I mean," he corrected.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Well, my parents are a little eccentric. Dylan and Brenda, if you wanted to know their names. Dad's always on the run from the police for some reason for another and we don't really see a lot of him. But he brings in a lot of money. I think he might be a bank robber, but definitely not a serial killer. And Mom usually stays around the house when she's not crocheting everything under the sun onto a pillow. She's kind of normal, I guess. But then you have her former career of diamond smuggling and you'll think otherwise."

"I can't tell if you're trying to freak me out or play it off like it's nothing."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Uh-huh, alright."

"I guess you'll have to see for yourself."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Now you probably think I'm lying."

"I don't know if I can handle the suspense."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Why would you lie?"

"Let's see. Maybe I'll slow down to tease you."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I have no idea."

She tugged on his sleeve. "Why in the world would you do that to me?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Exactly. And relax."

"Because its fun," he said and grinned.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Trying."

She sighed theatrically. "You just torture me, you know that?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"We can go back whenever you want."

"I do it out of love."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He laughed. "Difficult to do once you get there."

She laughed. "Good one. Sometimes I wonder whether or not you do," she teased.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"We'll try," she grinned.

"Now you know."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"All right."

"For the time being."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Is there anything I'm not supposed to say? I just need to know."

"What does that mean?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Uh... not that I can think of, no."

"Who knows when you'll change your mind?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Alright, great."

"I won't."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nodded and turned down a side street.

"You say that now."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She went along, glancing around.

"I'm pretty sure I won't."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

A few more blocks and he turned onto his street, a little tense.

"Whatever you say."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"James," she said, stopping him halfway down the block.

"I do say."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yeah?" he asked, turning to look at her.

"I knew you were going to say that."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"We don't have to go. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with this."

He grinned and they came upon an ordinary looking building. All the windows were shut and some were even boarded up. The front door was also boarded up and a small alley led to a side entrance.
"Here we are."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He smiled a little for her. "I'm just nervous, that's all."

"Here we are?" she echoed, looking around. "Is this some secret underground thing?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"It's going to be okay," she reassured, squeezing his hand.

"You bet. Known only by few," he said and led her down the alley.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He sighed. "Yeah, I know," he replied, giving her a quick kiss. "Thanks."

"So then how does it go crazy, as you say?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She smiled. "Anytime."

"Well, remember when I told you about how I don't like to associate with the vampires of New York?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

In response, he started walking again. "Almost there."

"I do remember that. What about it?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Great."

"In here is why," he said, pointing at the side door.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He took a deep breath when they started walking up the stairs to his house. It was by no means impressive, although the outside was rather purple.

She peered at it. "I don't think I follow."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I like the color," Ray commented, watching her step.

"It's a night club for vampires and the humans that dress as them," he explained.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He laughed. "Mom made us all stay home from school one week to paint the whole thing. Said she was sick of the boring fugitive-looking color."

"That's... lovely. And we'll be going there tonight?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. She didn't think he'd have allowed such a thing.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She grinned. "Hey, why not?"

"I think its an experience you should all have. At least, until it goes too far."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Figured no authorities would suspect such a brightly colored house. She was going to go for pink, but my brothers and I begged her not to."

"What constitutes too far?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Good decision."

"You'll know."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I think so." He went to knock on the door because he felt out of place just opening the thing, even though the door opened a crack before he could do anything about it. "Oh, shit," he muttered to himself, rolling his eyes. "Good idea to stay back." He inched through the doorway and stopped just before a baseball bat would have knocked the wind out of him. He was so used to this, in fact, that he managed to grab the bat and twist it out of the supposed attacker's hands, a bored expression on his face. "Really, no challenge at all?"
He was pounced upon by a small blond girl. "James is back!" she called, and then scampered down the hallway, abandoning the bat.
"See?" James asked, turning back to Ray.

"Right."