The woman with the camera was getting exactly nowhere. She was standing inside Danny's Coffee Shop, trying to get a good shot of the Queen Of The Vampires, but every picture just showed wall, tables, coffee cups. No QOTV. She gave her camera a little shake, then smacked her forehead.
"Vampire," said Daryl with an eye roll. "No mirrors. No pictures. What was I thinking?"
The QOTV smirked as only a Vampire Queen in black panther form can, and went on shredding another booth.
"Chica, hold still, I want to draw you!" Scarlet's always drawing someone.
Over by the counter, the waitresses God and Denise were chattering with Chloe--the resident serial killer and multiple felon--and The Succubus.
"I've got Mama Zen's," said Denise.
"Chick's hot!" sighed Chloe. "Hey," she said, turning to the Succubus, "you ever get into her dreams?"
"Nope," replied the Succubus, her eyes hidden behind big dark glasses. "I can't get past the buffalo blanket and the dog."
Chloe put on a mock pout. "Poooor Suk-oo-buss!"
"Oh shut the fuck up," muttered the Succubus mildly. It was morning, and she was feeling mellow after a long night of stealing souls.
Meanwhile, the kitten Giuseppe Verdi was rolling around on a tabletop with Stripey, a customer's cat, much to the amusement of Savanna, the teenage runaway.
The Succubus moved smoothly across the room, after perfunctorily flipping off Chloe, and sat down dramatically at a table next to a woman wearing nearly identical sunglasses. "Sara...you're so diviiiiiiiiiiiiine!" They looked like twins.
Behind them, a woman was leaning out of the doorway, screeching at some kids. "Get off my sidewalk!" She turned around and sat back down. "I'm never going to finish this poem!"
"What is it about?" Chloe asked Hedgewitch, for it was none other.
"Well...it's about an incubus who shows up on a brush hog and seduces a girl who has three heads and twelve arms. Here, read it..."
Chloe read it as the denizens of Danny's swirled around her.
"Do you think it's too sweetsy cutesy? I could put some bats in it..."
Chloe shook her head. "It's perfect."
"Are you sure my mother in law will be turned into a toad?" asked Lolamouse anxiously, peering into the pouch she'd just been given by Denise.
"She's as good as green."
Just then, a streaking black blur flew through the air and into a booth. It was the QOTV, who had just spotted the Dark Haired Chick. She landed with a happy thump and toppled them both over backwards where they disappeared into the seat.
"Get offa me, you crazy spaz!" said the DHC, but she was laughing.
"Shhh! Everybody!" It was Chloe. She had moved over by the window, which had been designed by Ellen, and was intent upon something out in the street. "Silent treatment!"
The little bell over the door rang and the mail lady walked in. You could hear a pin drop. Nobody looked up.
"Wow, what's wrong with you guys?" she asked as she dumped a bunch of crap on the counter. "Here's your mail!"
The Succubus blew a smoke ring. Chloe examined a fingernail. God and Denise filled the napkin holders without looking up.
"Okay then...er...bye!" But before she could get out the door, everybody yelled,
"Happy one thousandth post, Shay!!!!"
"Aw shucks, you guys!"
Then a single voice rose above the others.
"My Redbook! It finally came!"
Who knows what wonders may occur at Danny's Coffee Shop in the next one thousand posts???