Seated in a large booth in a relatively quiet diner, Cadence could still feel her ears ringing. Meagan was physically rubbing her temples, while trying not to ogle the good doctor too noticeably. She couldn't help but snicker at her friend next to her. Only Meagan could try to make a migraine look sexy.

"Basically, the reason we wanted to meet with you," the Guardian doctor was explaining while waiting for the waitress to arrive and take their order, his voice hushed, just in case the ...