When Benji was asked who else he would turn to for help he had to hold back a laugh, he'd taken care of himself for years and he would never expect Edge or anyone else to help him. He'd gotten on the bus out of personal curiosity and the convince of a quick get away and he didn't want someone else to rescue him or find him some kind of supernatural wildlife sanctuary. He certainly didn't believe they were helping supernaturals without getting something in return. “You claim that you're all about helping supernaturals and I might believe that but don't try and tell me you get nothing for it, maybe not money but at the very least you've got a large group of people with power who owe you favors. People don't do go good without getting something in return.” He said as he finished his scotch. “I'm sure Edge has it's own motives as well, but I have to say seeing them take on the scientists at the theater was inspiring, at least someone's not afraid to take stand and fight back. Doesn't mean I trust 'em anymore than I trust you guys but I probably wouldn't turn down the chance to cause the scientists some pain.” He added. Willa's point about gathering supernaturals in a secluded place wasn't the safest plan made sense. “I'm sure they've got tech that could help them find your cave, and all it would take is one weak link your organization for them to have an idea where to look. They've got resources and money like you wouldn't believe and I'm sure they could successfully raid any place they wanted. As much as I hate living in crowded cities it's easy to be anonymous in crowd. I also don't care to be the newest pet in a supernatural wildlife sanctuary, I need the chance for fight in my life.” Benji said, thinking the situation through as he spoke. If he hadn't been drinking and smelling the strong scotch he might have noticed the new scent in the air but he didn't and was caught off guard when a woman , clearly supernatural, appeared sitting next to them. “It's not very polite to sneak up on people like that, you've made our buddy here spill his drink. Wasting good scotch like that is a terrible thing.” Benji said dryly. “Cool trick though, you saying we should expect trouble from your sister?” He said, slightly interested. He eyed the sleeping dragon and didn't think he looked that heavy to move but maybe he was heavier than he looked. He figured if they all grabbed a limb they could probably move him, both Willa and himself were pretty strong. He eyed the trident she carried and though it was a strange choice. “Interesting weapon you got there, going fishing?” --------------------------------- “I get a new lab coat?” Charlie repeated with mild excitement. He had almost let himself become completely lost in the excitement of a promotion when Mr. Right asked if he wanted to watch him “in action.” Charlie assumed that meant watch some kind of extraction and that made him a bit more nervous. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as he thought it was, Right seemed nice enough maybe he was so good at his extractions it didn't bother the supernaturals. He didn't truly by that for a second, but he wanted to accept this job more than he had ever wanted anything, so kept lying to himself and ignoring the voice of reason and ethics in the back of his head. He had never wanted anything more than he wanted to be a real scientist doing real research that could make a difference in the world. “Yeah, I've got time I'd love to see what you can do.” Charlie said and as the words left his mouth he felt a hint of nausea in the pit of his stomach and he knew he was going to regret those words. He started to followed Right out of the office and immediately met a woman, Maren, who introduced herself as his new secretary. “Cool, nice to meet you.” He said shaking her hand and flashing a friendly grin. He noticed that she dressed a bit unconventionally. He was guessing that she was the one he'd heard a few of his other co-works gossiping about how she was into witch stuff. Not like actual supernatural stuff but Wicca. That didn't bother Charlie, his folks had raised him not to judge people by their religions. He wasn't completely conventional himself and he liked people who were as well, it made things more interesting.“Feel free to call me Charlie.” He added as he continued to follow Mr. Right. He thought he saw Dr. Silas heading their way and was going to ask Right to introduce him to the brilliant doctor when a loud alarm started going off.