Jean is exploring. She figures that's the best thing to do - get to know this place before she makes any solid decisions.

It's definitely different than other cities she's visited. It's not just the eclectic blend of architecture, or the silence on the streets, or the dense fog drifting in from the borders.

People don't have to pass for human here.

She's witnessed some sour looks, some rude comments, and it made her blood boil sure enough - but people still felt secure enough to be themselves. They didn't have to hide.

She ends up wandering late into the night, and only realises she's famished when she passes a donut shop.

Okay, so maybe it isn't the healthiest meal ever, but she's just been kidnapped by a magic city. She can indulge.

She smiles as she walks through the door, but she almost freezes at the sight of the woman at the counter.

Jean shakes her head, determined not to blurt out something like "wow, you're pretty" as she approaches. Since when did she turn into Bobby?