Joe's eyes widened when Solomon threatened him, but he was more skeptical than terrified. What did he just say? He'd arrange his bones to spell what? Joe thought demons were supposed to be scary. His amusement was mirrored in Salem's reaction, though his good mood was dampened slightly when his friend got pegged in the face with a tiny rock. With a heavy sigh, he folded his arms and said, "We could start at my place, I guess. I know I have some silver and I think I have sage leaves in my pantry. Also, my rosary beads and everything like that is in there..." He kind of drifted off and slumped. "Assuming I wasn't kicked out yesterday for not paying rent. But getting in shouldn't be a problem for uh, you guys." Joe motioned to both Solomon and Aamu.<br/><br/>Aamu nodded, and then Joe continued. "As for glass containers, if there are none in each of our homes, we can get some at the local grocery store. Searching Salem's house for creepy haunted shit might be good too," he said and then with a pause added, "But Mary's angry at us and Aamu here knocked over her, like, only desk, so that's a big mess and will not put her in a better mood."<br/><br/>Aamu shrugged. "You both seemed like you were in a hurry to leave, I simply aided the process of leaving." Joe shot her an incredulous look and she kind of rolled her head around. "It seemed like a big deal to you, I was just trying to be useful... The desk looked like it could use some reorganization, as well. Anyway, Salem, do you have any place in mind where we should pick these things up?" she asked, cocking her head towards the blond.