With Velma, Fred, and Daphne all off doing their investigating and such, there wasn't much her and Maggie could do. So, Calla got herself and Maggie a drink from the bar, then went over to the couch she was seated on. "You look like you could use this," Calla quipped as she held the drink out to Maggie. In fact, Calla needed one too. The adrenaline that had surged through her body back at the haunted house ride had left her feeling like she had been rode hard and put up wet. 

Calla plopped down next to Maggie, making sure she didnt spill her drink. She brought the glass up to her lips and took a drink, the cool liquid feeling amazing going down her throat. When she pulled the glass away from her lips, Calla sighed in contentment and leaned back in the couch. "So," she began as she laid her head back, closing her eyes. "What do you think about the thing Daphne found? That Daemon thing?" And then her eyes suddenly popped open and a quickly sat up. "Where's Shaggy and Scooby?" Calla looked at Maggie, concern written all over her face.