Grigori glared at Scorpio critically as she brazenly [i]stole[/i] from the store. What monstrous behavior! To think that [i]anyone[/i] in this community would be so bold as to break into a coffee shop just to steal from it was disgusting! Grigori turned to the stunned barista, and stared at her blankly.

[b]"PUT IT ON MY TAB!!"[/b] said Grigori, not planning on ever returning to this store and not understanding that coffee shops don't run tabs. Grigori silently turned and stomped out the door.

Grigori stared incredulously at the side doors of Jack Bright's apparent car, and experimentally attempted to open it. He hooked one finger under the door's handle, leaving a sizable crater, and delicately attempted to pull the door open. As the door swung open, Grigori drew back his hand, taking the handle with him.

The Brightmobile's rear axle screeched in protect as Grigori failed to make himself comfortable in the back seat. Looking simultaneously surprised at himself and immensely disappointed, Grigori moved himself to the center seat.

[b]"YOU SAID SOMETHING ABOUT A DOPPELGANGER, RIGHT?! WE SHOULD PROBABLY STOMP A HOLE IN THE GUYS WHO BRAINWASHED THE BOSS FIRST, DON'T YOU THINK?! WE CAN HEAD INTO THE WOODS TO FIGHT SKINWALKERS LATER!!"[/b]