The amount of meat and poultry products I had thrown in the cart earned some odd looks from the cashier. It might have made more sense had Midnight accompanied me – but that would have been another set of odd looks from virtually everyone. I am not her protector, but having Midnight come along just seemed like a risk of her getting caught, as slim as that chance may be. The less that people catch wind of her – particularly in the city, where people are more nosy in general – the better.