This place was 'market'. It was a word that was used constantly, in exchanges between the humans, but almost exclusively in this location. It was clear that they referred to this place, this time, or something here. Perhaps it was the stalls that lined the streets that made this 'market', perhaps it was the distance from the magnetic poles of the Earth, or perhaps it was the time of day. Whatever did, it was a new piece of information, and Alice very carefully stored it next to all it's other knowledge on the subject.
She was sitting on a bench in the middle of the Farmer's Market, observing everything that went on with wide eyes. It was the busiest location she was aware of, and as such the greatest learning experience. She observed the many interactions that occurred between the humans, from the buying and selling of goods to the exchange of greetings. She had already managed to pick up on the English language, and her vocabulary was rather impressive, if you took into account the time she had to learn in. There was a lot of information to take in, but having learned how to read had given her the impression that she was beginning to wrap her head around this world, beginning to understand the terms and rules by which it operated.
An almost explosive sound she recognized as the crack of metal against stone echoed through the air. Alice looked up, instantly focusing in on the source of the sound. Two figures appeared to be fighting, high in the sky. Her eyes became those of an eagle, allowing her to zoom in on the battle. The two figures were dressed in a manner inconsistent with what seemed to be the accepted norm, and based on the reactions of the people around her Alice realized that this was not a common occurrence. The fight went on for a bit, and although Alice was able to intercept what they said using hypersensitive ears, she didn't know what it meant. Clearly, there had been some form of conflict, but the source of the conflict was a mystery to her.
She had, out of the corner of her eye, also spotted another figure that seemed to defy the norm. His skin was light blue, and his clothing was again strange. He seemed to be interacting with a variety of humans, and again Alice intercepted the questions as well as the answers. From this she gathered that there had been a fight in this location not so long ago. Were they referring to the fight in the sky? No, that would make no sense. So another fight had occurred. Was this location common for fights, or was this coincidence? Alice chose to believe this was simply the place to fight stuff in, and decided that if she were to get into another fight she'd try to do it here. Or maybe in the sky.
Standing up, Alice walked over to the bar. Several humans had previously inquired as to the location of her parents, but her strange yellow eyes had caused them to leave. As such, all she got as she walked across the street was a number of strange looks, both concerned and afraid. After all, it wouldn't be the first time a demon had come to Davenport.