She huffs a laugh. "I wish I was in charge of supernatural stuff," Blue says wryly. Maybe if she had any control over it it'd behave itself. Maybe she'd still have Gansey. Maybe a lot of things. "You're in my cat cafe. SPI is in the back."

Bonita. Ugh. It's only slightly better than doll. "Which part was too bougie for you, güey," she counters, "Appreciate?" She waves around. "Look, I know how you feel. I've been here for three years. And you're welcome to try. But it just..."

Blue sighs. "What's your name, anyway/"