Owner	Pose
Willow Rosenberg	By now she was a semi-regular at Mac's, enough so that he had virgin long island iced teas and grilled cheese sandwiches with a salad added to the regular menu just for Willow. Good thing! because the loss of Harry would have been quite the hit to Mac's pocketbook! Wandering into the apartment, she peeked around, looking for Harry. "I got us your favourite? Sorta like an apology. I even got you not one, but two sandwiches." Steak sandwiches to be exact. While Willow had good old grilled cheese. "Do you have anything to drink? They wouldn't allow me to get some beer by take-out. I guess you have to be a restaurant to sell beer that way."
Harry Dresden	Harry is down in the lab and studying something on the table. Books, symbols, beekers of chemicals, and other wizardly accessories. Bob is talking with him and the two seemed locked into something serious. Mouse meets her at the door and walks her to the trap door, looking for scritches of course. Somewhere there is a cat, but where is anyone's guess. From the lab Harry's voice calls,"Down here Will." Not common for him to shorten, particularly since it is a typically male name, and he is secure in his manhood. "He does have a carry out policy. It sounds like he was messing with you. There are beers in the ice box, some sodas as well..."
Willow Rosenberg	"I wondered. But it was a new help. Maybe they didn't know. Or else they thought I was too young looking?" Probably the latter. It was a bit of contention at places, until she was a regular. "Do you want me to go back?" All the while, she crept down the stairs - after scritching Mouse. Of course! "I wanted to apologize for the other day. I was prickly, and didn't realize you were joking. It doesn't change my position, but I could have been nicer about it.
Harry Dresden	He shakes his head,"Don't worry about the drinks. We have some here." he tells her. Checking the color of one of the chemicals and Bob speaks up. "Hello Miss Rosenburg." he offers,"It is good to see you." For once, he doesn't go pervy. Harry nods at something and finally turns from the table to see her arrive. A shake of his head and he replies,"It was a bad joke. We're still getting used to each other. The joys of early relationships."
Willow Rosenberg	"I agree. It was too early." Willow hands over his bag, and nods to Bob. "I wasn't mad at you, silly. So grim. I might think you are mad at me." Taking her bag, she sits nearby, and opens up her grilled cheese. "A funny thing happened today. I was delivered a calling card at my office. No who it was. Just an address. I looked it up. You will never guess what I found." Of course, she nibbles at the grilled cheese, giving Harry time to guess. (Well, she thought it was nice!)
Harry Dresden	He takes the bad from her and offers,"Thank you dear. No more talk like that until we broach the subject together...far down the road." he tells her. Bob stays quiet for the most part,"Not angry my dear. Not at all." He frowns thoughtfully when he opens his bag,"You got a calling card, but nobody saw it. Then an address you looked up. Was it a spooky manor that the Scooby's need to see. You can take Mouse, then you have a dog. He likes you." That last was a light tease and he gets a bite of his sandwich. A smile and after the bite is done he says,"It's official. Best girlfriend ever."
Willow Rosenberg	Willow frowns at Bob, but otherwise lets it pass' "You are so cold, and yet, so hot." She finishes her bite, and explains, "It is an old church, which by what I could find in it, it's been abandoned since before the century turned. The card doesn't even have a time or a date. Just the address." "I looked it up on GoogleMaps and it was an old building. Well, an old church building. But I guess someone cleans up the graveyard. It was, comparatively, pristine."
Harry Dresden	Bob chuckles and says,"Harry she said you were ho..." "Shut up." he cuts the skull off. The lights dim and somehow you can read 'Well I never' in the change of light. "An abandoned church. Something Michael would probably like to see if he was in town." he muses thoughtfully. He frowns darkly at the difference between the chuch and graveyard. He stratches his jaw thoughtfully and takes another bite of his food. Once he swallows, he asks,"Do you want to go have a look? I would go with you of course. Could take Buffy, Faith, or Thomas in case there are newborn vampires...or vampires in general."
Willow Rosenberg	"He that I was.. ho.. ho.. ho.. that's not nice!" Willow picks up the cover for Bob, and translocates it on him. "I never!" And then she giggles. "Well that night I was." Of course, Bob is covered. "Hrm. Do you think it's that dangerous? I mean I was going to research first. I'm fairly certain it is still a church, which means that vampires wouldn't like it there. There are plenty of other things that go creak in the night that we wouldn't want to mess with without some prep work." "But that really makes no sense. Most of them would rather get Buffy, not me. And they wouldn't use a calling card. There's something about that - I'm sure of it."
Harry Dresden	Harry rolls his eyes and takes a bite of his food. Bob makes a derisive noise when he is covered and then goes dormant. "I don't know if it would be dangerous or not, but all things considered I'd rather assume it is possible." he tells her. "I know you would be fine, but I'm the boyfriend. It's part of the job." he teases lightly. He nods and admits,"It is strange. No sense at all. As for getting Buffy...well her blood has certain powers, but so does yours so it would depend on who was looking."
Willow Rosenberg	"Trust me, Dracula would not go through this rigmarole to get an audience with me. He'd probably declare me persona non grata except for him. I don't think vampires are what we are looking at. Just a hunch. But maybe Buffy will have an idea." Willow seems so certain that Dracula wouldn't do this.
Harry Dresden	"I'd like to get a chance to put him somewhere that he couldn't escape and couldn't be killed. He's been causing issues with a lot of people or more to the point, he might start adding to the population. Have you hand any luck finding anything on him?"
Willow Rosenberg	Willow blinks, and shakes her head. "The usual stuff. When you are dealing with the number one progenitor of the race of vampires.. I don't know. Like holy water. Almost all the research on him says yes. Except for a few from very old books. Are they more succinct? Or do more recent views have a better idea? And to pick apart what actually happened, versus a story told by someone who met someone else who read about.." "If I were going to put a label on things, I would be tempted to say.. Maybe holy water. Less likely crucifixes with a caveat that they probably hurt him. Possibly banish for a time. Stakes? Again, he would have to recuperate - though I do have an idea about that." "The only way to guarantee death is to cut off his head. And you are looking at enough lore saying the spirit would take another soul with possession. In which case it's better to keep him in the body we already know of. Sorry."
Harry Dresden	He shakes his head and tells her,"I was thinking we would knock him in the head, throw him into a shipping crate, fill it with concrete, and then either sink in the ocean or open the ways and drop it on the face of the moon...one of the moons of Jupiter." He sighs,"I think we need to go find the monster you and the rest have been dreaming of. It looks like the one that has been narrowed down is in Canada. In the Rockies. I wonder how many there are."
Willow Rosenberg	Willow giggles. "Hey you chose me. I told you what I was like. Put you and me together? it's like a conflagration of bad mojo. And I wouldn't have it any other way."
Harry Dresden	"Wouldn't have it any other way." he assures her softly and takes another bite of his sandwich. Putting out candles, he points to the ladder up. He swallows and adds,"You have the best magic sparks and make the bad mojo look fantastic."