Aunty Page is an older dark skinned woman of her mid-forties. Short on her height and heads under both Nadir and Benet, her high-heels tend to make up for the difference. She is the star of the place as the singer of Howling Good Times. Aunty Page wears her usually golden shawl, slick silver dress, and tasteful belt made of coins. Her short curls of Indian ink are frosting over with tips of white on her head. Her golden eye shadow makes her green eyes pop. She gives them bear hugs and wet kisses leaving dark purple stains on both of their cheeks. Aunty Page says, "It feels like it has been forever since I have seen you boys!"

"I am so happy to see you, Benet and Nadir! How is the shop doing?" Joseph says. He is a muscular man with an eye patch over his left eye. (Lost during his struggle to prove his innocent during an murder, which Susan famed him for. He nearly got put into prison, but lucky the Magical Officers found evidence to clear him.) His one good eye is a marvelous greenish blue. His wild black hairs flow about. His muted rose smoking jacket has a snowy owl pinned to it. His pastel purple shirt has its buttons loose at the collar. His shined up black dress shoes tap against the floor at an unheard melody.

"Mr. Joseph, Ms. Page, good to see you both," Nadir grins.

"Nadir you are practically family. Call me Uncle Josie!" Joseph smirks.

"Please boy, you are kidding me? We have friends since you attended that magical school of yours. Just Aunty Page," Aunty Page hoots, "Are you sweating, Nadir? Whatever could have you nervous?"

"N-nothing Ms.Page-I mean Aunty Page," Nadir starts to hide next to Benet.

Benet says, "It is good to see you too Uncle Josie, Aunty Page. The flower shop is good. I have been spending more time there in the off season," Benet hugs Joseph and kisses Aunty Page on the hand, "Where is Uncle Wofie?"

"Oh my dear boy, he is out in the bar fussing over all the little details. It is not everyday our little godson comes back around to visit us. No less with all his best friends and boyfriend. It is so rare with everyone so busy!" Aunty Page fixes her curls.

"Why don't we join him before he tries to organize our food by color order and calories?" Joseph motions to the door.

"That's why I love that man!" Aunty Page walks out the door.

"I personally love him for his good looks," Joseph jokes.

"Hehe, we both have our reasons to love are darling Wofie," Aunty Page goes to the front room.

After the hubbub of the kitchen and salutations by all the staff to Benet and Nadir, they come the main lounge are. The music of upbeat Jazz music fills the whole Jazz Bar. Customers idly chatter way with each other. The bartenders and the servers swirl about the floor taking orders and delivering dishes. The interior of the Howling Good Times is filled lavish chairs with subtle patterns of paw prints. The tables are filled with patrons dining and drink contently. The jazz band plays on stage with its three different members. The walls are filled with posters of jazz singers, each one framed neatly on the wall. The bar is fully stocked with spirits and the bartender waiting on customers. The whole place hosts small imagery of wolves on the ceiling of the bar and the logo of a wolf on the employees' shirt collar.

As they approach their table, Aunty Page smiles, "Alright boys, here I leave you. I need to get back on stage. I have been warming up all morning to sing. See you in a bit."

"Alright Aunty Page, see you!" Benet waves.

Aunty Page hops over to the stage and takes the microphone. She begins to sway with the instruments and sings with the tune. A waiter comes to whisper to Joseph. He frowns and shakes his head, "Excuse me, Nadir and Benet. It would seem that there is a problem over at the bar. I will need to help out. We are short handed today as one of the barkeepers called out sick."

"But Uncle Josie-" Benet reaches out for Joseph.

"Don't worry, Benet, I will be back for dessert. We unfortunately have a thriving business to keep going. I am sure missing a Halloween Brunch is not a big deal," Joseph chuckles and shrugs, "You've got Wolfie and your best friends. They should keep you busy for a bit."

Joseph nods and goes over to the bar. Nadir pats Benet's shoulder, "It is okay, they don't know the important news we have. You did say you wanted it to be a surprise."

"I just thought they would take the day off for the brunch in," Benet looks toward the reserved room for their brunch.

"Well, you know your godfathers and Ms. Page-I mean Aunty Page live for this place. It has been good to them over the years. They are very active in their business," Nadir holds Benet's hand, "I am sure they will be thrilled once we tell them."

"Yea!" Benet perks up as he pushes open the door. Wolfie is chatting with Musett. Wolfie is a sleek man in his late 50s. His curly brown hairs are smooth back on his head with gel. His beard is timed neat and short across his face. Wolfie has a deep burn scars across the left of his face. He adjusts his white leather collar under his plaid shirt. His lengthy body looms over the table. Everything for brunch from the eggs to the toast is laid out in an orderly fashion. Musett wears a nice muddy brown long coat. Her spiked up blue hair is hiding her goggles. Her button up jean dress peak out from under it. Wolfie puts down his folk and rushes up to Benet and Nadir. Musett coolly rolls her wheelchair over to the others. He shakes both of their hands and says, "Benet Nadir! Long time no see! I believe the last time you both visited was around Thanksgiving."

"The dragon races do keep me busy," Benet smirks.

"Oh Nadir! Thank you for dropping in last weekend. I do enjoy your company for play rps," Wolfie nudges Nadir on the arm.

"The last dungeon crawl was crazy!" Nadir laughs.

"Did you lose both of my lovers on the walk over here?" Wolfie shakes his head.

"Yes, they went off to attend to the bar and the stage," Benet grumbles.

"Those two would keep working, even if the world is end. Trust me, they almost tried when what's their name released Dark Forces on Lapis. They nearly kept going. It was me who dragged them away from bar tending and singing. Hard to do work, if there are no customers still alive," Wolfie sits back down, "I was just telling Musett here about that adventure."

"It is a very interesting tale!" Musett patiently waits for her turn to speak. She begins, "My buddies, how have you been? How is the racing? Not that I really need to ask you Benet. I have seen you come in second place and third at the whole cup."

"Quit it, you are going to embarrass me!" Benet says.

"How is the flower shop, Nadir? My sister has told me you two are doing well," Musett says.

Nadir goes to find a seat, "We are getting called to do a lot of different work. I have found around the holidays, especially Valentine's day is when we get the most orders. How is your family?"

"The kids are out terrorizing their grandparents for the holiday. My wife is out putting flowers at her grandaunt's grave," Musett wheels herself back to her spot.

Benet next to Wolfie and starts to serve himself, "How is the whole medical racket? Are you having much luck blending the mudanie stuff with the healing potions?"

"White magic does not work the same on mudanie clients. I have been trying different ways with the mudanie officials and doctors, but the results have been only half successful. It is pain when the White Magic for healing requires the healer to take on the pain of the patient. It is not very effective system to use on others," Musett shovels a piece of toast onto her plate.

Wolfie piles bacon and eggs on his plate. His fork digs deep into his dish as he chews, "It is a noble effort, Musett. Not every witch is willing to take on the front of caring for mudanies and use magic."

"Eh, I am trying my best," Musett butters her toast, "Since the whole reveal of real magic and the whole witches and wizards are real, not many mundanies really believe in us. Merely acknowledge our existence, but not much else. Many mudanies still think we are New Agers, Faith Healers, fakes, or magicians."

"I have notice that a few years back," Nadir shrugs as he eat his own food.

Benet laughs as he gathers some eggs, "You would think they would have taken us for a big deal."

"Well, they don't believe us because they cannot see everything we see," Wolfie chops down on a piece of bacon.

"Mudanies will believe us in time," Benet chews on his toast as he picks up his cup of water.

Nadir scans over the other empty seat, "Where is Curtis? He said he would be here."

"Oh Curtis is running late. He got stuck with babysitting his nephew, Jamie, last minute. He said he would be here in the next half hour. Curtis is cool with us getting started without him," Musett answers between gulps of her ale.

"I see..." Benet rubs his head.

Musett slips on her ale in thought, "Hey Nadir, my sister told me that there is something important you wanted to tell us all."

"What!? You told Celeste the new about our engagement?" Benet crosses his arms, "Don't tell you told them about you know who yet?"

"WAIT YOU ARE ENGAGED AT LAST!?" Wolfie cheers, " CONGRATULATIONS!! I HAVE TO GO TELL EVERYONE ELSE!"

Wolfie runs out the room and shouts, " MY GODSON IS GOING TO GET MARRIED! PAGE, JOSPEH! THEY ARE ENGAGED AT LAST!"

Cheers of good wishes fill the jazz bar. Drinks are spread around by the godfathers. Nadir bangs his head against the table in disbelief. Benet sighs heavily at the spoiled surprise. Musett claps her hands at both of them, "Congratulations you to! You have been dating for such a long time! I am so happy for you!"

"Why did you tell Celeste? And you didn't them about the guest?" Benet stands up from his chair.

Nadir gives a silent thumbs up to Musett. He slowly starts, "It just slipped. I swear I didn't mean to!"

"Nadir!" Benet huffs as he goes to the door.

"Look I didn't say anything about the guest," Nadir pleads.

"What guest is so special? Is it Principal Lionhearted? He would be wonderful to invite!" Musett claps her hands.

"Ehh ... Benet, why don't you use your magic on Wolfie? He is telling everyone the news!" Nadir deflects.

"I am not going to use a paralyzing spell, muting spell, or any charm on my godfather! That is outrageous!" Benet grabs the handle, "Besides, we agreed we would tell everyone who was important. You said you wanted a small, private affair-"

"About that..." Musett sighs, "I kinda invited a reporter from the Oracle Times I thought the news should be spread. You know since you two are so romantic."

"What type of logic is that!?" Nadir flushes as he picks his head up from the table.

The door swings open with Joseph rushing in. A great racket of noise comes the lounge with the crowd cheering and clapping. Aunty Page announces the great news to the crowd of people. The reporter for the Oracle Times is somewhere in the crowd. Wolfie chatters away with the report giving the news. Drinks on the house are being passed out. They are taking a load of notes. Joseph grabs a hold of Benet and cheerily says, "It is so wonderful to hear you are both finally going to tie the knot. I am so excited! I cannot wait to walk you down the aisle, Benet, with Ma Plum and Wolife! You are going to have a spring wedding right? I know the perfect place to hold it!"

"Uncle Josie," Nadir says with his redden face, "You will need to know about that Benet had some news for you. He has asked someone else to do that. I would have supported you more."

"W-what? What do you mean?" Joseph asks.

Musett rolls her wheelchair over to them, "Yea, who else could do that for Benet?"

Benet frustrated and fuming, yells," SO WHAT IF YOU WE INVITED SUSAN!?"

Dead silence greets the mention of the former Dark Lord. No wizard or witch bore such a cursed name since Susan started to rein zher terror over several decades ago. No one in polite company still uttered openly about Susan, even if the former Dark Lord is a saint now. The musicians cough in the quiet. Aunty Page turns all snowy white at the mention of Susan. Wolfie in mid toast drops his wineglass on the carpet splashing the reporter. Joseph drops open his jaw and turns all tomato like. Musett whips out her wand fully and scans the room. Musett with great restraint and pose puts away her wand as she realizes the scene unfolding.

The reporter excitedly howlers, "Saintly Miracle Wizard forgive Newly Reformed Villain! What a scoop!?"

Joseph bites his lip and hisses, "Get out . . ."

"Why, Uncle Josie?" Benet freezes by the door.

"Get out of this bar," Joseph says more firmly.

Benet frowns at his godfather, "Uncle Josie, I thought you would be pleased at all of our news."

"GET OUT OF THIS BAR NOW!! AND NEVER SPEAK OF THAT PERSON AGAIN!" Joseph points to the back room. His knuckles clench in a fist so tight his hands tremble.

Aunty Page drops her microphone and hurries over the screen, while Wolife offers to help clean up the report. She takes Joseph's hand as spins back around to the crowd. Aunty Page mutters comforting words to Joseph. His fist slowly starts to rise at Benet. He barks at everyone, "GET BACK TO YOUR OWN BUSINESS!"

Aunty Page says coolly to Benet and Nadir, "Maybe you boys should listen and go. We can talk more later."

Nadir nods as starts to leave, but Benet stands his ground. He says, "Zhe has every right to be invited as much as the next person. Zhe has changed zher way!"

Joseph turns to Benet, "Zhe is the reason why I have burn marks on half my body. Zhe is the reason why I nearly ended up in prison. Zhe is the reason why Wolfie has nightmares about the past. Zhe is the reason why Page nearly died. Zhe caused your best friend to be in a wheel chair. Zhe destroyed half of Witch's Way. Zhe is the one who caused the uproar of the fay all those years ago. Zhe is the sole reason why your parents' are not alive to this day! Tell me, oh dear godson, what has zhe done to be forgiven of all zher sins!?"

"Zhe has been doing community service for the elderly-" Benet stands stern forward to Joseph.

Aunty Page looks down and somberly says, "It does not change the thousands dead by zher hand. Nor the lives damaged by all the battles, zhe caused. Nor does it change all the horrible things zhe has done."

"I believe Susan ought to have a second chance!" Benet says.

"ALL ZHE SHOULD HAVE IS A DEATH SENTENCE!" Joseph shouts, "NOW GET OUT OF THIS BAR!"

Musett remarks quietly, "He has a point ... Zhe is not a good person."

"I believe Susan's reformation! I think zhe has changed, if you cannot accept this... Then I guess we have nothing more to speak about," Benet somberly starts to walk back to the portal circle.

Nadir comes over to Benet and takes his hand. He nods, "I believe in zher as well!"

"BOTH OF YOU ARE MAD! NEVER RETURN HERE UNTIL YOU HAVE YOU SANITY BACK!" Joseph bellows.

Aunty Page reaches out, "Oh Benet, Joseph! Please stop! Boys!"

"Fine," Benet and Nadir walk together back to the manager's room.

Joseph storms back over the bar and where has a drink. Musett goes to comfort Aunty Page, who is remains in stock at the turn of events. Wolfie hurries after the couple to speak sense into them in a much gentler tone. The room slowly gets back to business. A plain man with pox marks on his body and a very bad flat cap over into the bar. He, in his bland outfit of black, strolls over to Musett. He asks, "What did I miss?"

Musett groans, "Everything, Curtis."