The next morning Zane woke up rather bright and early considering when he had fallen asleep.  Although for him sleep was really more of a luxury than a necessity due to his condition.  After he had freshened up, mostly just with deodorant, hair gel, and cologne, since he still was unable to touch water with out it causing degenration, he took a few sips from his blood bottle and began to mull over the information he had gleaned from the local thoughts the night before.  He had no idea what this "Heaven's Feel" was but it sounded as if it had become something of a regular, to some degree, occurence and a secret one at that.  Not to mention it had certainly startled him in his dream to have someone who he had never heard of or met before contact him directly saying she would stop by in the morning with some sort of proposal.<br/><br/>"Well whatever proposal she has she'd better not keep me waiting too long, I've a warehouse to purchase and get situated."