"I don't talk to your coven, Cherry, they talk to me. I want nothing to do with them, but whatever happened, they're worried about you," Raz tried to explain, but Cherry snapped back, "They should have been worried then, not now." Raz furrowed his brow in annoyance, holding the bridge of his nose between his fingers, "Look, I don't care what you do. Just stop putting yourself in these situations...Now, you can either stay and help me open the bar, or go find a lay for tonight, 'cuz I have something to do."<br/><br/>Cherry flinched at the pink haired man's tone, then gave a sigh. "I'll help you open..." she replied as swept up the last bits of glass. "What are you doing tonight, anyway?" she asked in effort to change the subject. It was best to just let the conversation about Cherry's coven and behavior drop. Raz would only get more frustrated and Cherry would become more resistant to listening.<br/><br/>She had moved onto wiping the counters and throwing a small towel over her shoulder. She threw the rag back into the sink when she was done and double checked under the bar to make sure they had all the supplies they needed. "Goddamnit, did Coco not order more straws?" she muttered under her breath, blowing a piece of hair out of her face. She stood and put a hand on her hip, looking at Raz who had seemed to be mulling over whether or not he should tell Cherry what he was doing that evening.