Maggie allowed Fae to help her down from the boat, although she did kind of lost a little bit of balance, due to being used to the swaying of the ferry. Thankfully, in only a few seconds, Rogers gained what she could of her bearings. She chuckled at the impulsive antics of the other girl, having to find this amusing. Good thing Dianna's reflexes were faster. "...oh, yes!", the owner said, after a pause of what the said-girl asked him, shortly before he signaled them to follow. Maggie didn't hesitate to follow after the man with the rest of the gang. At the same time, she wasn’t really sure of what to make of him. He seemed friendly, but the earlier feeling that she had, back on the plane, was lingering. “Now, I am in great need of help. I believe that somebody here is casting a spell upon the students”, he explained. "Have you noticed anything different between those arriving, and those departing?", he asked, giving them a moment to observe. Velma gazed at the departing line. "They look like regularly-behaved college students". "Precisely. But they haven't when they [i]arrived[/i]", Emile explained. “The ones arriving seem normal; they're energetic and fun. But the ones departing, well...they weren’t the same as when they had arrived". As if on cue, in the distance, one of the arriving male students approached a departing female, who he seemed to know for quite some time...until she suddenly assaulted him, surprisingly, in a physical sense. She lifted him off the ground by his shirt, and practically [i]threw[/i] him, covering great distance! It was like she had superhuman strength! Maggie watched in disbelief, having to find it a little hard to believe that what she saw was real, and that Mondavarious may be right on his claim. Biting his lip, the owner turned to them. “I’m terrified for the young people here, and I don't want to lose this place. The people coming off of that barge; the people that I love most, they’re in great danger. Will you help me?”, the owner asked, nearly begging for their help. “I’m gonna solve this one first”, Velma declared, already eager. “Not if I solve it first”, Fred countered. “You guys are gonna look like total idiots when you’re captured, and I’m the one saving you”, Daphne said, having to already turn on her heel, and walk towards the hotel; the others not far behind. Maggie looked at the three, as they went their separate ways, frowning once more in disappointment. And so, the tension continued. Just like from two years ago. The mystery itself was intriguing, so Maggie put on her best smile, and turned to the man. "I'm sure you're doing great business here, Mister Mondavarious. We will do what we can here to help", she said, although at the same time, she was quite concerned, regarding the competition between the other three that may happen for the next few days. Shaggy looked at her, having to remain quiet and relaxed, not even bothering to get in the middle of the squabble; just letting it go. He tried to settle things last time, but it ended breaking them all up. So, he found it necessary to not try again, mainly due to his fear of making it worse. Plus, the brother knew that this was affecting his sister, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Mondavarious was glad to hear their responses, having to sound relieved that he got some help. “This is marvelous! Just marvelous! I guess we should celebrate with a little Spookapalooza”, he said. “S-S-Spookapalooza? Ruh-oh!”, Scooby exclaimed, having to stutter at hearing the one word, hidden within the name. After she was happy to give the others help with their bags, Maggie found herself sharing a room with them. Due to the later weather turning warm yet humid, she changed into something for the evening: White tennis-shoes, a pair of bell-bottom jeans with a belt, and a red, sleeveless tank-top. The only thing missing, would be her denim jacket. Pieces of her long brown hair was still clipped back, while the rest still draping down to her back and mid-chest. Rogers was just walking into the two-person bathroom, until she spotted Fae standing in front of the sink, looking at her wrist. "You doing alright?"