Neo and Yukina finally left, leaving Lexi more confused and mind fucked than when she had first came home. That odd, nerve grating sound mocked her as she prepared a drink. Lexi slammed down the bottle and covered her ears while she gritted her teeth. The sound was louder and seemed more menacing than ever. She made the drink a double.<br/><br/>She sat at the kitchen table, shoving her plate of a cold omelet half eaten aside. Sipping the Crown and Coke, Lexi stared off listlessly into space, hardly feeling the bite of the alcohol as it slid down her throat. The apartment seemed to breath with her and Lexi imagined that she could see the walls expanding and contracting like giant lungs as she waited for Mr. von Engels to come with dire stories about Neo.<br/><br/>Lexi shook her head. There needed to be a clue, a lead , or something to move this case one step more forward. A little voice in her head laughed at her naiveté. That skull had been resting for more than a hundred years and how did she think that they, a group of mortals with no information, could possibly think of nullifying a curse.<br/><br/>A polite rap on the door, pulled her attention away from her melancholy thoughts.  Taking her drink, she looked through the peep hole to see the gentleman himself, looking stiff and proper.  Opening the door, she said,<br/><br/>“Come in, Mr. von Engels. Can I fix you a drink?” Lexi invited all in one breath. She suddenly felt gauche and awkward standing with this man of such presence. Her face went red as she remembered the events of the day that had led up to the necessity of him being her guardian for the night. She decided she would try to talk the group into allowing her to take her chances tomorrow night.