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Liam hit that one right on the nail,"That so."He said with a smile. Lacie looked at her brother then rolled her eyes. She was impressed how he could do that, but did he always have to boast about it? "Oooh."Lace said in response.

Damien sighed and looked up at the sky then over to the siblings again. "So what would you like to do in the meantime? I'm kind of up for anything at this point as long as we have the time to." He asked, curious as to what they did to waster time.

Liam and Lacie shrugged. They weren't twins, they were far from it, yet there happened to be the times that they did things at the same time. It was pretty interesting to see a brother and sister having such a deep bond. "..we didn't really plan to do anything today.."Lacie told him.

"Well I am getting kind of hungry. You guys wanna go grab a bit to eat?" Damien suggested, his stomach growling. He had a feeling the job he was going to be dragged into would run long, probably about an hour or two long depending on how much they had to say to each other. And for the trouble of coking along with him he would bug the sibling dinner after they left the old lady just so he could make up for how long it would take.

Liam and Lacie exchanged a thoughtful expression; getting some food didn't sound that bad. Liam looked at Damien with a slightly crooked smile,"Sure, that doesn't sound like a bad idea."Liam agreed, glancing at his younger sister. "Ah...w-what did you have in mind?"Lacie asked in her usual timid tone.

Damien stood in thought for a minute. "I'm not sure. to be honest I'm not at all very familiar with the area so I thought you guys would know where a good place to go for dinner would be. but I will pay for it though so you don't have to worry about that at least."

Liam covered his mouth as he 'yawned', then stretched. Clearly, he wasn't going to answer Damien, that would be too easy. Then again, there is the one big thing that could clear up a lot of things, Liam likes meaty things, but Lacie on the other hand likes sweet things. "Uhh..hmmm"Lacie bowed her head in thought.

Damien shrugged since he wasn't sure if they had any ideas either. "I guess we could ask the lady who hired me if she knows any nice places to eat that we'll all enjoy." he said. "I guess you can follow me since I have to go to my place and change." Damien turned on his heels and began to walk in the opposite direction he had been facing, hoping they were indeed following him. he was lucky that he hadn't gotten far out of his house before running into the two of them so they didn't have far to walk.

"Hah, an old person knowing a nice place to eat, hmm, maybe."Liam said, a bit coldly in disbelief, but that didn't stop Lacie. His younger sister nodded before following him. She waved her brother on to try and get him to shut up and just follow. It wasn't like the world would fall apart without Liam's sarcasm. Lee opened his mouth in protest, only to shut his mouth in a tight scowl. He shoved his hands into his pockets before following Damien and Lacie.

Damien walked up to his single story house and unlocked the door. "Feel free to make yourselves at home for the moment." He said as he went into his bedroom to change clothes.

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Lacie let her brother in first, he was the one more apt to look around. Almost as if every single bit of her curiosity and his own was in him. Liam answered in distracted grunt as he looked around.
Lacie rocked back and forth of her heels, waiting for them both. Lee was most certainly making himself at home.

Damien soon had changed into his normal work clothes of a tuxedo and top hat with a walking cane in his hand. "Okay, I'm ready to go." He announced as he walked into the front room in his outfit.

Lacie and Liam looked at each other yet again." Eh, is there some reason you dress so nicely to talk to the dead?"Liam asked Damien. He saw littled point in dressing up, why would the dead really care what someone's wearing?
Lacie thought that it was sweet for Damien to dress up for the dead.

"Well I think it's nice to dress up when your going to go see someone, especially spirits. Also It gives me a professional look so I don't look sloppy when I go to visit my clients." Damien explained.

Lacie nodded in agreement, Lee didn't seem that sure. "Ah..I see."Liam lied, rubbing the back of his neck. He still saw little point in it, shouldn't a working person appear personal in general?
"That's smart."Lacie said, clapping a few times. To her, it made sense to appear professional. Especially when it came to things like ghost, not many people thought that ghost were real to began with. Which is a such a silly thought.

"Anyway, time to head to work. Follow me please." Damien walked past them towards the door, opening it again and looking outside. The sun was starting to set and the temperature had dropped a little from earlier, most of the people having left the street for the day. "It's definitely time to head out considering what it looks like out here." He mumbled to himself as he stood on the porch waiting for them.

Night? What he mumbled made the two wonder if he had something against the dark. They glanced at each other. What he had said they had barely heard, but both Lace and Lee heard him. Lee tilted his head, time for Lace to ask why he had said that. "Ah..okay.. let's go, I guess."Liam said, walking passed them, and waited near the street. "..M-r.Damien, why did you say that? You make it sound like the dark is a bad thing.."She said to him.

"The dark is where I had my first experience with spirits. And where I met the woman who taught me how to speak to them. Funny enough it was even the same night." Damien said as he walked down to the street towards a street lamp.

"Ohh!"Lacie replied, that did make more sense. Nighttime did seem to make spirits much more active, almost as the town becomes different after everyone living has gone to sleep. "Hmm, then wouldn't you like being outside?"Lee asked Damien.

"My first experience with spirits wasn't a pleasant one." Damien said as he lead the way down the street towards a more rich looking area of the city. He felt chills go down his spine as memories came back to him of that night. A girl under a street light, her face a bloody mess and under her fingernails covered in blood as well. A tall skinny woman in a black dress with long black hair who would teach him of the world he thought he knew.