"What I can't come by and see an old friend?" Boogie smirked as he said hello to Toad. He stopped just before he walked into the apartments to put out the cigarette he was smoking, using the back of his shoe, and placing it behind his ear for later. "Besides I feel like I owe it to you. You can't imagine how many times I had to use your face to scar people back in the old days." Boogie said with a slight chuckle in his voice as he walked into the building. He stopped for a moment to look up the stairs that looked like they should of been condemned a long time ago. "Hey Toad who is renting my old place nowadays?" He asked as he restarted to follow the two.

13th Floor of The Woodlands

Gideon stepped out of the elevator as the doors chimed open on the 13th Floor. He looked up and down the hallway before going right towards the nearest Witch's residence. Although Witches were heavily confined to The Woodlands, they were not restricted to simply the building and could obtain permission to move about outside with enough effort on their part. This meant that sometimes they could be difficult to reach if none of them were actually in their residences, but that was almost impossible. More likely than not, at least one Witch would be home right now.

Gideon knocked on the door and waited to see if anyone was home to fix his Glamour.

Toad's Place

"Ha-ha. Ent you a funny one" Toad scratched his leg before focusing on what Rozalin was doing, which was laying out several different pre-done glamours, all within charms. They were outdated, given that if you lost the charm you would not have long until your glamour just vanished, though if you kept it, it would even resist dispelling magic. Toad started to browse a few of them as Boogie was talking about his old place. "Huh? Who cares, they pay went.. Plus I don't remember where you stayed" Oddly enough he was telling the truth... Toad was a little scared of the boogieman and with good reason.

Rozalin watched as Toad picked out four and handed them over, allowing Rozalin to chant a little over them, finalizing the glamour charm. "Ah, thanks doll, you're the best." Rozalin nodded before holding out her hand. "I know, but I am still not doing it for free Toad..." With a grumble Toad, the tight wade, handed over the money for the glamours, cheaper than the 13th floor that much was for sure.

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Cole's Office

After a rather heated, though one sided on Cranes part, discussion Cole had finally noticed the people waiting at his door, opening his arms in a friendly manner. "Come in, come in! What seems to be the problem?" He would ask, and got a answer. "Ah... I see... Then what did you need of me? I will help in anyway I can of course" Crane was about to speak before being silenced by Cole "I said anyway Crane..." With a huff Crane went to sit at his office desk.

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13th Floor

"Hang on, hang on!" A old looking witch, the Wicked Witch of the north who was the one that Glenda kicked out and took over her realm, opened the door, looking like she had just gotten up... Witching hours were strange. "What do ya want sonny, I ent got all night..." She was of course talking to Gideon though she was looking right at his chest. Putting on her glasses she was surprised before looking up, then went back to her sour like look.

Boogie smirked as Toad answered his question with his usually amount of sarcastic charm "Oh still the ray of sun shine you always were huh Toad?" He said as he walked over to the two. He eyed the charms that were laid out by Rozalin, finally putting together what was going on in this little exchange. "Don't remember which one eh? Well it was the one with the broke window, horrible smell, crappy AC, and a few cockroaches. Oh wait that doesn't really narrow it down now does it?" He said with a chuckle before he put a hand in his pocket. "Oh yeah Toad before I forget." Boogie then pulled out a small plastic bag tied shut with a green ribbon and filled with what looked like little chocolate balls. "That order of chocolate coated flies TJ wanted came in today. Tell him he is only getting this bag for free this time, no ifs ands or frog butts." He said with a light smile as he tossed the bag to Toad. "And try not to eat all of them on the boy this time Toad."

When Cole called to them, Momoko and Saru entered ignoring Crane. After he asked, Momoko answered "Cole-san…I, well we, heard about Sarah-chan," When he asked as to how he can help, Saru sniffed once before he asked "I was hoping…that I could see her? She's my girlfriend…" After Saru would get his answer, Momoko spoke up, "There's also something I want to ask. I want to help with the investigation of this Fairy Dust case," She knew that whoever was responsible for the Fairy Dust, was also responsible for what happened to Sarah. She wanted to help her friend in every way she could, including making the responsible party pay for what they did.

13th Floor of The Woodlands

Gideon looked down and showed his hands to the Wicked Witch of the North; now having become more pale, his fingernails now extended a little further, fingers more slender than a normal human should have, his true Changeling self becoming more apparent as his Glamour waned.

"Its Gideon again, I require a new Glamour if you have the time. The one I currently have is starting to fade, and given how things seem to be going downstairs, I don't think they need a Fable getting caught by a Mundy without their Glamour in top shape as well."

Gideon then waited patiently for the response of the Wicked Witch, briefly checking his soul stone around his neck, glad that so far it had remained unchanged today.

Toad's Place

Rozalin was packing up as Boogie teased Toad, only getting a glare in return for his comments about what apartment it was, though Toad's face soon softened, mainly because he knew it was true and the place really was just falling apart, though it was dry and warmer than outside. On being tossed the chocolet flies Toad smiled, though grumbled at the mention that he may have them to himself. He would never... mainly because TJ would get upset if he did it this time as well. "Thanks mate, though I know you ent the type to be making home deliveries. Why are ya with Miss Rozalin?" The witch placed her pack back onto her shouder before stepping up and answering "Bigby told him to protect me while I am out and about" Toad gave off a small chuckle before setting the bag onto the table next to the door, showing the two out. "Same place Next time Toad?" Toad nodded as she left. "That means you get going to ya git" Toad said that, but he would say thanks as he left.

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Cole's Office

Cole nodded "As soon as Dr Swineheart gets here, you may-," Suddenly footsteps came behind the pair, and the just mentioned Doctor was there holding some papers. "They may what?" Cole was as surprised as Crane, even as he was handed the papers. "Here is the girls condition. Now I am off home" Cole interupted that statment "Ah, Doctor Swineheart, would you mind doing just one more thing? You see this young man needs to go and see Sarah, would he be able too?"

Looking down with a frown to Suru, Swineheart grumbled "Fine. She is in a stable enough condition, but don't expect a response from her. Come along, I will drive you..." With that he started walking, clearly a man with little need of waiting around...

Cole then turned his attention to Momo "Now... Ah yes, joining the investigation You see-," Crane stepped in by this point "Out of the question. We already have Bigby on the case-," Cole raised his hand to silence Crane "You may join... Only if you obtain Bigby's blessing. He will likely return soon, so maybe wait for him downstairs? When you do, tell him the medical documents have arrived." .

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13th Floor

With a huff the old witch waved him in, grabbing a bottle of whisky on the way in to take a sip. "So be it. That is 200 for the full package, but if you just want me to top it off, I can do it cheaper." She moved behind a table, sitting down and waiting for his answer.

13th Floor

Gideon scratched his head briefly in thought.

"I don't carry cash, but I'll drop an ounce of gold in your box by tomorrow if you give me the works."

He then glances around the room, checking out the window through the blinds to see where the sun was for time.

Boogie let out a light smirk as Toad responded to his little jokes with his usually under the breath cursing. He always loved messing with his old landlord, not because he didn't like Toad because in all honesty it was quite the opposite. He had a sort of soft spot for the little green slime ball namely for the fact that Toad was one of the few fables that didn't go completely awkward around him despite his past, not to mention the guy put him up until he was able to open his store. Though the likelihood of Boogie ever admitting how he felt about Toad would be as likely as he would go skinny dipping in the Witching Well.

When Toad stood by the door and started to shoo away the two Boogie dawned his calm smile and made his way towards the exit. "I guess I'll see you later Toad. Oh and tell TJ I said... Boo." As he spoke the last word his voice seemed to become a faint deep echo and his eyes turned into two glowing yellow orbs. Though as quickly as it happened Boogie was back to his normal appearance. He exited after Rozalin and took the cigarette from behind his ear. "So black market charms eh? I'll take it the others on the 13th don't know about this." He said as he lit his smoke and took in a deep drag.

13th Floor

"I dont normally give out free-bees sonny... However, since you work here I know where you are, so I will hold you too it. If not, then Cole will be stuck with the bill, seems about right"

With that the old hag got up and moved to the cabinet where she started to gather the supplies. The process would take up to a half a hour to set up and then renforce his glamour, but it would be done well.

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Rozalin & Boogie

After the doors had been closed and Rozalin was waiting for the next taxi, she looked up to Boogie as he talked about black market charms. "Not really black market when I am a witch from the 13th floor. Well, they wont be by the time I fill out the paper work to make them completely legal." Clever plan really. once the paper work was done, there was nothing that could be done to her, even after they find out, simple really.

As the Taxi pulled up she looked around a little. "Want to grab something to eat before we head back? I am tired of home cooked meals" She could not do home cooked meals was the point, take out was great but frowned on to get it delivered to the woodlands by a mundy...

Boogie just gave a simple nod as he blew out a cloud of smirk. "Like I said Roz I ain't saying anything about this." He said in a warm tone. Honesty Boogie didn't mind black market glamors he knew how hard it was for the fables out their who couldn't afford a glamor from the 13th floor witches, hell he use to be one. But he knew the type of heat that could come down on this type of stuff, especially with Bigby being the sheriff. "But no offence I think I'll stick with the other witches on the 13th, mostly because I don't think they could make it without my usual charming visits." Boogie said with a smirk.

As the cab pulled up Boogie took a finale drag from his smoke before dropping it and stepping on it. When the question of eating came up Boogie grew a slight smile. "Sure, but you're buying. You know because you just got paid." He said with a slight chuckle before getting into the cab.

Cole's Office

Momoko and Saru looked to see Swineheart when he entered and after they got his answer, Saru thanked Dr. Swineheart and he left Momoko saying "I'll see you later, Momo," Momo nodded and watched Saru and Dr. Swineheart leave. After Saru was gone, she looked to Cole when he started speaking and after he gave his approval with the condition of Bigby's blessing, Momoko answered Cole "Thank you, Cole-san. I'll head downstairs now," She quickly headed out of the office, not wanting to waste even a single minute.

Outside of the Woodlands

Momoko walked out of the two front doors and stood at the porch, looking for Bigby and waiting for him to come back. She remained vigilant of her surroundings as she looked for him, staying on the porch.

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O'Mallory's Irish Pub, South Bronx

A car was leassurely cruising down the streets.....AT 80 MPH >:0 When it came to a stop in front O'Mallory's pub, ran over the don't stop here sign and stopped on top of it's corpse. Max stepped out of his car and took a big wiff of the air.

"Ah, the smell of despair, failier and used condoms.....it's like I never stepped out of the strip club, zing." >:0

Joking of course, the places he frequent were all well kept, the ones he didn't? .....not so much. He took a look around and whistled to a near by gang of some kind that looked like trouble makers. The frowned and emediatly got over ready to start some trouble when he pulled out his fat wallet.

"Make sure no one touches my car. 500 now and another 500 when I come back."

The guys quickly started digging in their pockets for knucks and knifes when they saw the money.....silly thugs, bringing knifes to a gun fight >:3 Max showed what was under his coat and it cooled them off rather quickly.

"If anyone touches the car, beat him up, I'll pay extra."

With that settled Max went inside to find the fucking lepricon midget or whatever the fuck that thing was......not a lot of respect there.....but hey, he had no gripes with Mickey so that was good enough. As long as they were not at each other's throats they were both making good money. When Max stepped in he took a quick look around.....saying "You doing some remodeling?" was too easy.....

"Let me guess, Bigby dropped by already."
Mickey glanced up at his newest guessed with a bit of a scowl. His goons were doing their best to clean up the mess, or in the case of the one that had been mugged, trying to pick the shards of glass out of his face with a small handmirror. Mickey himself was still having a bit of a fit, puffing away at one of his cigars and generaly looking as if he were ready to shoot someone right then and there.

"No, I jus' t'ought I'd smash up my fookin' table and throw a mug at Brick there." He growled sourly, spitting the stub of his smoke out and crushing it with a diminuitive foot. "Fookin' wolf's screwed wit' me fer the last time. Heh....literaly the last time now, I'm guessin'." Now he had a faint grin on his lips as he thought about the call he'd made after Bigby had left.

"In fact, don't think we'll be seein' much of him ever again."
"Oh?"

Max raised an eye brow at that remark.

"Enlighten me. Why is that exactly? The fucking bastard is too tough to die after a good beating... I guess asking for his death is a little too much on the wishfull thinking. What happened to him?"
Mickey grinned around his cigar, exhaling a pungent tobbaco cloud as he let out a rusty guffaw.

"Gave a friend've moine a call, she saw to it the wolf wouldn't be botherin' us again." He stopped laughing, then abruptly switched to his business face. "Roight then. Business. Got some product y'might be interested in. Sorry 'bout Sarah, by the. Twas a noice little piece've ass."
“…Charming…”
Max discussed some stuff with Mickey a good 20 minutes before he finaly left.
“Ok, what happened here?”
A few guys were lieing beat up around his car. He squated down to pick up a thick file.
“Oh, this must be the P.I. I hired and the info I wanted…..what about the others?”
“We’ll be honest with you. We really need that money so we kind of made them touch it on perpous so we can beat em up.”
“I admire your honesty….and your handy work, those guys really look in pain even when they are knocked out. Here’s a little extra, and call this number if you need a job, I am sure there will be something for you fine gentlemen.”
Max gave them some cash and a business card. After that he sat in his car and opened the file. He looked in it for about a minute before he smurked.
“Man I swear, someone down there is really looking out for me.”
Apperantly his guardian angel was a devil….makes sense if you think about it…. Max laughed, pleased with what he saw in there and drove off. After a short drive he came up on the woodlands, emediatly spotting his target.
“Man, if there is limit to luck I don’t know it yet, he he he.”
His luxury car came to a screetching stop near Momoko and Max lowered his window as he put the thick file away.
“Konichiwa Momo-chan, do you remember me?”
He said with a big cheerful smile… them meeting only once when he came to pick up Sarah on her first day of work.
“I have something to discuss with you and I am fairly sure you will be intrested. Will you get in, please?”

13th Floor of the Woodlands

Gideon passed the next half hour by reading through a couple of the letters from his mailbox as the Wicked Witch worked. Traditionally, Fairies could be very petty about what they complained to him about. Being some of the smallest Fables around for the most part, their problems were much different from most Fables. For them, a brick falling out a building could be a whole wall of their house destroyed or a hobo lighting a trash can for warmth could destroy their "property", and these were issues which weren't necessarily worth the attention of the Fabletown Government. This didn't mean that they should just be thrown out though, scorned Fairies could cause just as many problems as the ridiculousness of solving the issues of their problems directly would cause, it just meant Gideon had to be very creative at times in how he placated his constituents while not wasting time, money, or human resources.

Several of these letters appeared to be more serious complaints though, relating to the recent incidents linked to this new drug people were calling "Fairy Dust". Half a dozen letters alone were to have Gideon petition a ban on the phrase, as the writers felt that it was violating, or simply dangerous to have the drug be associated with them. Gideon understood the fear, if people somehow implicated Fairies in general of being behind the new drug, it could lead to potentially bloody vendettas, especially if this drug took off with more serious side effects besides comas.

The biggest problem Gideon had with dealing with this problem was that he knew next to nothing about the drug itself, or where it was reportedly being found, other than the fact that working girls had been caught comatose from it. He decided to head back downstairs and talk to Cole, or anyone else down there about it once his Glamour was fixed.

Rozalin & Boogie

"And after I was nice enough to bring you along..." With a sigh Rozalin brushed her hair out of her golden eyes for a moment to look at the cab, entering it a moment later and waiting for Boogie. "So be it, but we are getting something at a cafe' not a restaurant. Little miss muffets should still be open at this point in the night."

Outside Woodlands

As Momo was distracted by Max a Red hooded women made her way into the woodlands from the front gate, seemingly having a key and a letter in her hand. Of course people went in and out all the time so this would have been no different. Of course what they did not see was the women place the letter within Bigby's mail box, in fact opening it and leaving the door open with the letter and key within, making sure people could see. before leaving as fast as she had arrived.

13th Floor / Cole's Office

After the witch had finished she packed away all her glamour gear and looked over her work. It had taken a little while to get it all together sure but she did fine work, as one should expect when paying so much. "Right then sonny, you can go, but don't forget the payment understand? Otherwise I will have to talk to Cole about this" Of course she knew full well he would pay either way, he was not just some mook off the street anyway.

After he got to coles office he would see Cole relaxing for the first time in a while. Such a bothersome day today, with everyone shouting and worrying... He gave out a sigh when he saw Gideon though. "Come in, come in. What can I do for you boy?"

Boogie smirked as he entered the cab. "Hey I was told to follow you by the sheriff. And I don't want to have to worry about Bigby coming after me" He said in a light tone before turning to the cab driver. "Little Miss Muffet's mate." Boogie then pulled out a few bucks to pay the man. "I have no problem with that. I could really use a cup of coffee right about now."

Cole's Office

Gideon sat down in a chair in front of Cole's desk, adjusting his sleeves since his Glamour was fixed, and he steepled his fingers together. He began by speaking calmly and composed.

"Quite simply Cole, information on what's going on with this 'Fairy Dust'. Specifically on what we know about who is producing and distributing it."

He reaches into his coat and pulls out the bundle of letters he had read over. He fans the bundle in his hand to show Cole the variety of writers.

"I don't know how many letters your office has been getting, but I have as big a stack as ever from Fairies, both irate and composed, writing to me demanding reconciliation for their fears about being associated with this new drug. Both small-time pixies and gnomes as well as the bigger ladies are worried about their property, associates, and persons. Therefore, I need something to reassure them that they're safety will be assured."

Momoko raised an eyebrow when a luxury car pulled up near her and the window lowered to show the man Sarah had introduced her to once. Sarah had told Momoko that this man was her new boss at the time. She crossed her arms and had a neutral look on her face, as she answered politely but warily "Konban wa. I remember you," When he opened the door and asked her to get in, she narrowed her gaze at him and stepped backwards. She said to him, "My apologies, but if you have something to say to me, then you should have no problem stepping out of the car and talking to me here,"

"Actually I do dear. This place has ears everywhere, and what I want to discuss with you is very private. It's about your friend Sarah."

He tok a look around before continueing.

"Are you waiting for the sheriff?"

Max waited to see her reaction, he had a pretty good idea he was on the money thanks to the gathered info and dangled the carrot confidently.

"He is not coming. In fact, I don't think if he is alive right now. But enough about the wolf, he is not the one who is important right now is he? If you want to help bring to justice the one who did this to Sarah... get in. I'm not asking again. Even my thick skin can handle so much rejection."

He tried to ligten the tone with that comment and a smile despite the ominous stuff he said.

"I am not going to try to pull a move on someone who got famous killing ogres, I am very happy and attached to my life."

Little Miss Muffet's, Bronx

Mickey was really getting sick of Miss Muffet. She wasn't all that nice to look at, and her voice grated on his ears a bit. She also'd gotten brave over the last few months. Still, he had his business here, and it needed to be handle quickly. In addition to his fencing and dealing, he did a bit of protection for some of the poorer Fable business, though it was really closer to blackmail. Muffet was one of his 'clients', though she'd started getting behind on the payments until she wasn't making them at all. Mickey figured it was time to remind her of why she needed the 'protection' in the first place. He was in his glamoured form now, and with Brick and Hoss flanking him the trio of extra-large men made for an intimidating sight.

"Muffet, I think I remember goin' over this conversation last week. When you keep my wallet light, I can't ensure that some hood doesn't decide that this would make a nice little stop in his robbery string." He said, his glamoured voice deep any gravely to match the large, bald ilussion. He puffed on his cigar and blew smoke in the woman's face with a wicked grin. "Hell, could be tonight, even. And let's not forget that glamour situation. Those boys've yours in the kitchen ain't gonna be payin' the 13th Floor's prices anytime soon. Pretty soon they'll be lookin' pretty inhuman, I'll bet. Be a damned shame if suddenly my supply were to run out an' I had to tell Cole that those boys need to be making a trip down to the Farm." He grinned around his cigar, taking another long puff.

"Am I making myself clear? I think I'm making myself clear."