Albert. Didn’t. Own. A. Phone.
How?
What?
Seriously?
Juniper blinked blankly, unable to process. How did he order food? How did he meet up with people? How did he shop? How did he market his B&B? Did he even market it?!  She had a million questions. Despite the fact that the witch was born in an era without instant communication, she welcomed technology with open-arms. She loved that the things everyone could do now would only be attributed to witchcraft had it been a hundred years earlier. 

She accepted Albert’s written number, and thought perhaps her being distracted was what made the characters on the paper change. She generally had to concentrate quite a bit to read, and her eyes were already worn out from looking over those papers. Albert explained, however, that she just had to be nice to the paper so she could read it. Juniper chuckled lightly, enjoying the trick quite a bit. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She replied. For now, she folded the paper and placed it in her pocket.

In addition to the number, Juniper happily accepted a key to the bed and breakfast. Her key was a dandelion. She thought the key going right to the building was delightful, and she looked forward to trying that out later. In the back of her mind, though, she heard the vignette about the Rings echoing in her mind, modified for these handy [b]Keys of Power[/b]. [i]”Five Keys for the Sinners in their City.”[/i]

As Argenti began to talk, Juniper realized the flaw in her suggestion to jump in and go on a trip. It would make the team horribly imbalanced. She wasn’t terribly concerned about not trusting the others. Either they did the right thing, or they didn’t, and more people would die. But Argenti didn’t seem fond of the idea of leaving someone by themselves.

[color=00A3e0]“Well, Cain wants to stay and look at files. I can stick around with him.”[/color] Juniper said, mostly to Argenti, since he said they should all go to the shady kink club. She didn’t particularly care. She could look at her phone whether she was here or there. It wasn’t that she didn’t [i]want[/i] to see a kinky club—she just agreed with Cain that it might be a bit much for them all to go.

[color=00A3e0]“As long as you do the paper stuff, I’ll look on here, and we can compare what we notice.”[/color] She offered to Cain. Ohh, she could order them a DoorDash. That could be fun. And maybe she could order Albert a phone. She could even set up one for pick-up. While the last of the decisions were being made, she pulled up a tab with some local store information. They could even just get him a trac phone, if he wanted something simple. Then he could text and call, and receive both. 

[color=00A3e0]“We got this!”[/color] Juniper grinned at Argenti, sitting down on the edge of the table to show her willingness to stay. 

[color=00A3e0] “Oh, I can come up with a team name for us!”[/color] Juniper smiled, trying to come up with something punny about Cain and her working together with some papers. 

[color=00A3e0] #SinCity[/color] Nope, taken.
[color=00A3e0] #TaintsOrSaints[/color] Heh.
[color=00A3e0] #TaintedSaints[/color] Probably less Naughty.
[color=00A3e0] #CainandLessAble[/color] Might offend Cain.
[color=00A3e0] #NoCainNoGain[/color] See, that one was practically a compliment!