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Huhh. The touch with the back of Sara's hand that was covered in fur wasn't enough to share Evelyn's echos with her. So Sara filed that bit of information away. However Sara's own experimentation continued. Her eyes wide she circled around Evelyn. "It sounds annoying."

Sara shopped in front of Evelyn. Her nostrils flared as she took in Every smell that she could. Evelyn didn't smell any different other than what she'd had to eat recently. Unlike some mutants whom it seemed that their chemical make up changed completely. Suddenly Sara held her breath. Her nose wrinkled. She turned her head to the inside of her arm just in time to catch the sneeze rather than splattering Evelyn in the face with it. "S'cuse me." She said suddenly sheepishly compared to her actions a moment ago.

"Ok. Fine. I'll remember." Sara said in a matter of fact way that only hinted at the fact that she would find a way of getting even with Sam. She was enjoying the fact that she could grin without raising alarm.

Sam opened the door and walked inside before Sara, then held the door for her. Why was his tongue sticking out? She tilted her head at him as she passed him. Sticking her tongue out back. With a quick look around, Sara approached the counter.

The small tables were set so close together that if you were to walk anywhere but the main entry way to the counter, you'd have to turn yourself sideways. The black, purple, and grey color theme was on the inside of the shop as well with the signs behind the register advertising their specials, to the cheep napkins arranged at every table. Behind the counter stood a young man with red curly hair and freckles. His name tag read Nate. "Hey how can I help you today?" Nate said brightly. Not put off in one way by the fact that a large black cat mutant just wondered in. "I want you to know that the strawberry banana muffins are on special today." He said motioning to a sign at his left.

"Actually we'd like to speak with the baker." Sara asked.

Nate lost the smile from his face for a second or two. It was almost like he was a machine and someone hit the pause button. Gravity still took it's effects on him though and he started to lean. Catching his balance before he actually fell. The smile spread back on his face. "He'll be right out."

"OK That was new." Sara said to Sam just loud enough that he could here her.

The phone call to Johnny was short and to the point. Sara hadn’t explained her situation. Just that Roxy needed a pick up and Johnny didn’t question her. Maybe after knowing her this long, he no longer wanted to know. Nonetheless, he was a good friend.

As soon as Sara was done with her phone call she slipped the phone into a pocket and used both hands to hold onto Sam. One hand gripping the wrist of the other where a thick scar wrapped around it from when she’d been forced to wear a wrist band during the registration camps. To date, Sara’s healing factor wasn’t perfect. It healed. It wasn’t regenerative.

“What can I say. The muffins are still good.” Sara shrugged even though Sam couldn’t see her he could probably feel the motion. She then started quoting Shakespeare. “You know. A Rose by any other name, and all that Jazz…. Ok. Most roses and muffins wouldn’t make you grow tails or become a portable freezer but WATCH OUT!” Sara probably didn’t have to yell that when Sam and herself was nearly hit by a car on his blind side and She pulled her arms tighter from around his shoulders to around his neck. She didn’t have nearly the strength that she did usually, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t put a death grip for a second or two on his neck. There was strong and then there was adrenalin pumped panic. The air temperature dropped and Sara left a thick frost across the hood of the car as Sam cleared it.

They became quiet for a minute and Sara readjusted her grip so she didn’t choke Sam. Her face buried in the back of Sam’s shoulder, clearly shaken. Not because she could have gotten hurt, but because she realized exactly how little control she had over Sam’s mutation.

”So many bad smells.”

The comment pulled Sara back to the task at hand. “Remember this next time you decide to wear smelly Gym socks to spare in.”

”This it?”

Sara pushed her head away from Sam’s shoulder so that she could see the building. It was built of red brick. The front of the shop was decorated with and awning and little purple and grey shingles. Black and striped curtains decorated the windows around the blinds. The muffin shop, it’s self, looked like it might have been pulled directly from a Tim Burtain film and yet it looked right at home with the businesses that were around it that included A Pizza Parlor, A laundry mat and a book store. “Yup, That’s it.” Sara said sliding down from Sam’s back but still holding him till her feet found their balance.

Sara still wore the grin on her face. She wasn't even trying to hide her teeth with closed lips right now like she normally did. Why should she?

Despite the fact that Sara and Evelyn seemed to get along with each other now, Sara didn't really feel the need to hide her teeth around her. Not because she was being aggressive, but maybe it was because the girl had already seen Sara at her game. So there was nothing to hide.

Sara edged her way around another tree. Pausing at the edge. If Evelyn had turned around she'd barely make out the side of Sara's ducking head. Then she stalked up at Evelyn's back. Ducking right or left depending on witch direction she thought the other girl's head was about to turn till she was so close she had to hold her breath, for fear it might alert the other girl to her presence.

"Anyone there?"

"Only us." Sara replied, nearly in Evelyn's ear. She grabbed for the girl's shoulder to try to add to the surprise and spin her around.

Slowly, Sara pulled her legs up so that the balls of her feet rest on the thick branches bark. Her hands pushed down too so that for a moment she truly did resemble her feline counter parts in their natural habitat… Except real mountain lions don’t put up with cloths. There will be no naked WereCats wondering the streets thank you very much.

Sara’s nostrils flared when the wind changed direction. It took her a moment to recognize the other mutant’s smell. Blondie. Or rather Evelyn. Sara’s mind rattled off. Her tail twitched. Sara thought about ignoring the girl, but to be honest, Sara had spent way too much time on her own. What harm would a little bit of fun do. Right?

A grin pulled at the sides of Sara’s face as she went from resting on all fours, to crouching with her tail swaying here and there for balance. Evelyn passed where she’d been purched and Sara moved carefully around the trunk of the tree to another, lower branch keeping the tree between the two of them. The only sound she made was the crunch of a dead twig.

Well that seemed to settle it. Sara and Sam now had a destination. "Of course. I bought them from Mad Miller Muffins. It's a mutant friendly muffin shop. The main baker calls himself the Muffin Man." Sara Sighed. "I hope you're wrong. I like that shop." But frankly, Everything in Sara's gut told Sara that now it was the only lead that they had.

Sam knelt implying that he'd carry her and Sara sighed, glancing at Roxy first. She'd first brought the dog with her to be her extra eyes and ears, but now it seemed that she wasn't needed. "I did bring the van... But you're faster. I'll call Johnny and see if he can pick her up for me. I'd rather that she wasn't left alone where a furry monster was just sighted."

She pulled out her cell phone and thumbed in Johnny's number as her other hand pushed down on Sam's shoulder. Using his bent knee as a step she climbed on Sam easily enough. "Alright. Well. Um... Giddy up?"