Collaboration between Ghost Shadow and GuardianAngelHaruki
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Meanwhile, when Stevenson made it back to her home, her other persona took over. After a quick wardrobe change, the mysterious woman headed over to Granny's. That was where Henry was staying after all. She smirked to herself when she saw the building and she was about to walk in when she spotted something curious in a nearby car. 

There was an envelope just lying in the car. She tilted her head in curiosity as she stared at the envelope as though she'll be able to see through the envelope and see what was in it. 

Henry continued walking, his legs like heavy weights that he dragged along - but he did it without complaint or sign of pain. 

As Granny's came closer and closer into view, he noticed something strange - someone...staring at his car? He narrowed his eyes and quickened his pace just enough not to alert anyone. 

As he got closer he recognized the observer, the same mysterious woman from the bar the other night...stil just as enticingly attractive as before. Henry found himself shaking his head to clear away muddled thoughts before approaching at a more casual pace, the bitter wind seeming to bite at him. 

"Well, back so soon, are we? I knew you couldn't resist me for long." He said cheekily, masking the emotional pain he had suffered just minutes before. 

The mysterious woman snapped her head towards him when he spoke, and she gave him a smile as she cleverly retorted while leaning away from the car window, "I just have nothing better to do. You are a little foxy, I'll give you that," 

She then asked after looking towards the car window once again, "You said you loved to read, yes? Tell me, do you write as well?"

Henry couldn't help but grin at her 'foxy' comment, seeing it fit to run a hand through his hair whilst making the action look natural and obscure. "Well...I've done a little writing, nothing substantial. I prefer the already-written word more often than not." He answered with a small shrug of his shoulders. 

"You never told me what you liked to do, Ms..." At that moment, Henry realized he didn't even know this woman's name, anything about her - time to rectify that. 

The mysterious woman shrugged at his comment, and she commented "I don't really get out much,"

She then got off of the topic about her and said "But never mind little ol' me. There's something that strikes me as odd. You don't write very much...and yet," She looked into the car again and she stated "It appears as though you have a rough draft for an encyclopedia sized book in an envelope in your car. Strange," 

She then smirked at him and she asked mischeivously, "Is it your own version of Fifty Shades of Gray? You can tell me,"

Henry's expression turned to one of perplexion as he turned to look in his car, noting an admittedly large envelope inside. "No...this isn't mine - and for your information, were I even *considering* a rewrite of Fifty Shades of Grey, you'd be the first to know about it!" He added in a sultry manner, masking it with a shade of amusement as he opened the car door, procuring the envelope from its place on the seat. 

The woman chuckled at his retort to her joke, as she waggled her eyebrows jokingly.

"Best look inside, shouldn't we?" He asked rhetorically. 

She nodded and she answered "Of course. Let's open 'er up," She did the honors and she moved her head to peek into the envelope. After she got a good look, she looked at Henry in a slight gape, and she said to him "Either that's yours, someone was very generous to you, or someone wants to get you in legal trouble," 

"What?" Henry simply exclaimed as the woman turned to him. He took a moment to glance into the envelope himself, his face turning to one of complete disbeief. "What??" He repeated, planting both hands on either side of his head as he paced about. "What?!?" He repeated a third time, completely lost for words. 

"Wha-who-...What?" He said (again?!), taking a second look into the envelope for confirmation. "Oh, what in the bloody hell!?" He exclaimed, finally finding a word other than 'what'. 

The woman watched his reaction with slight amusement. She waited for him to finish repeating the question. After he finished his last question, which was a longer version of the question he was repeating, and she said "Yeeeaaahhh...we can eliminate the first possibility. I highly doubt people would be this generous, so...in conclusion, someone's trying to frame you," 

She then asked "Who got close to your car, that you know of?"

Henry continued to pace about, thinking hard as to whoever got close to his car that he knew of. There were a few minutes of his senseless mumbling before finally landing on someone. "Regina." He said coolly, a polar opposite from his cheeky, seductive tone he adopted earlier. 

"She spoke to me just earlier, leaned against the door!" He proclaimed, though not too loudly. 

The mysterious woman let out an "Ah," in understanding and said "Of course, the Queen of all Bitches herself,"

The woman thought to herself and as she did, a grin grew on her face. She said to him out loud, "Your presence here must've ticked her off somehow," Her grin grew wider as she finished "[i]And I [u]LIKE[/u] it![/i]" It was clear that the woman didn't seem to care for the mayor at all. 

She then said "Having said that, I have a proposal for you then," 

"A proposal, eh? Let's hear it." He responded in a sweetly devilish tone, noticing how her wild grin seemed so similar to his when he was a four-legged creature.

The woman continued, her own voice becoming devilish "It's quite simple really. I take the fall for you for having this money. There'll be no doubt that she'll send her dog after you. But in return, you bail me out before Four o clock in the afternoon. And, make sure that you provide Dr. Stevenson with any alibi you can come up with for the time period it takes you to bail me out," 

Henry paid full attention as the woman gave her plan, nodding when she was done. "As long as you're alri- wait...how do you know Dr. Stevenson?" He asked, face turning to one of almost...wary suspicion. 

The woman remained unfazed and she answered his question, "It's complicated, but I guess the simplest answer would be that Dr. Stevenson and I....are roommates!"

Henry nodded slowly, "Uh-huh..." He noised in reply. He knew something more was going on than a simple 'roommate' excuse, but decided to let that pass for the time being under more pressing circumstances. "I'll ensure you're free. I can't thank you enough for your help." He said in deep gratitude. 

"But..." He started, his tone turning to one of confusion, maybe even worry. "Why? You only just met me! Why endanger yourself to the..." he thought for a moment, "second most dangerous person in town?" He asked. 

The woman smirked and she repeated his question with amusement, "Why?" She then chuckled and said "Because...Mayor Whore expects to see [i]you[/i] in jail. Imagine her shock and surprise when she sees a different stranger in the jail instead. Besides, no one would be surprised that the town harlot would end up in jail," She then finished "In short, because it's fun," 

The woman smiled at him sweetly and she said "Anyways, think nothing of the deed. But, just know that if you double cross me..." She then leaned forwards and whispered in his ear in a seductive way, but her voice implied something much more dangerous "[i]You're dinner[/i]"

After she whispered in his ear she slipped the envelope out of his hand and held it in her own. 

Henry still looked confused, but it was more confused at her *motivation* as opposed to her actions. "Well, you're brave, I'll give you that."

When she leaned in to whisper in his ear, he felt a certain tingling feeling rush through him in a moment, goosebumps appearing on his arms until she spoke - in which case he shuffled nervously. "Don't worry about me cheating you. I honor my debts." He reassured, still keeping his composure. 

The woman's grin widened at the comment about how she was brave. She leaned away from him as he said that he wouldn't cheat her, and she said in a cheerful voice, "Good," 

Henry took a single step back to get a better view of the surrounding area to ensure no one was listening to their scheme. It was at this time he let himself look the woman up and down a few times, seriously studying her for the first time. The slender, yet well-built frame, curvaceous assets, the predatory eyes that seemed as likely to slit someone's throat as they were to seduce someone. 

She too looked around her surroundings in case anyone overheard, and she looked back at Henry to see he was looking at her. She graced him with a slight twirl (pretending to turn around to look around her surroundings some more) so he could get the whole picture, and as a way to silently say that she knew what he was doing.

"Well..." He began, hands seeming to instinvtively go to his coat pockets. "I believe it's the first time I've said this, but you're..." he seemed to search for a proper word to use. "Ravishing." He finally settled on, letting the word roll off his tongue with a cheeky smirk. 

She smirked and ran a hand through her hair as she said "Thank you, sweetie," She then said "As much as I would [i]love[/i] to stick around, I should go, [i]before[/i] you get caught red-handed with me," 
She then walked past him and she said smoothly "I'll see you around, Foxy," 

As she walked off, she sang the lyrics to the song at a normal volume "Stray Cat Strut" 

"[i]I don't bother, 
chasing mice around...

Oh, I've got cat class, 
and I've got cat style,[/i]"

Henry raised his eyebrows at his new title as she walked off. "Foxy, eh? I could get used to that." He decided with a shrug of his shoulders, turning to get one last glimpse of the woman before heading inside the inn. He had a long day ahead of him...

The mysterious woman on the other hand, headed for the place a criminal would most likely go with this much moolah: the bank. Of course, she wasn't planning on cashing in. She knew very well that the sheriff will see her with it and arrest her, and the mayor will have her plan foiled.