The shop had closed an hour ago. Dani was visiting again. The TV was on, a newsman talking about some guy in New Jersey who claimed to be able to walk through walls. There was a camera trick of him putting a finger through a wall and him explaining that he couldn't manage more than that yet and how he would build up to the walking. The news was not complimentary. Things went on to an old war movie after that, world war two, black and white, lots of British accents and jungle.<br/><br/>It was about then that Dani's phone started ringing. One of her customers, also one of her friends, Melody.<br/><br/>She had known Melody since high school and she was one of her closest friends in the city besides Madie. She was also one of the best customers that Dani had, daughter of a consultant surgeon father and lawyer mother Melody had cash to throw at the high life. She was a a thin reedy goth girl, but quite quiet and reserved most of the time. She tended to call and seek something to smoke at least twice a week.<br/><br/>