Dawn was coming and Bronwyn was checking the window periodically. Finally Tara had to ask.<br/><br/>"So like do you die when the dawn comes? How did you get a coffin in that room? "<br/><br/>Bronwyn just laughed at her. "No coffin."<br/><br/>Devin had wandered in and watched some TV before he crashed on the narrow emergency bed.<br/><br/>Tara locked up and followed Bronwyn up the steep stairs to her room. It was neat, tidy, with almost a military vibe. The maid had mopped the floor and left the double door wide open, as was the custom in the Quarter.<br/><br/>"You would think that with the bugs we get here, that all the doors would have screens but in keeping with the authentic French Quarter, most doors are thrown open wide."<br/><br/><br/>"I have noticed that at the bars and restaurants." Bronwyn commented.<br/><br/>They stood at the door and stared in where the gauzy curtains were playing in the breeze.<br/><br/>"You want to see what happens to vampires during the day?" Bronwyn asked.