((I posted last night, though. It's been busy today between my chores and the big game. I'm also trying to think through how my characters will react. I try to right in depth stuff. Takes awhile.))

(It's fine, I will try to be more patient.)

Malak looked up, startled. He realized he must not have put the "closed for lunch" sign up. He put the books in his hands down as he very kindly turned to the young lady who had come in. "Hello," he said, his voice strained. "Please, browse. I need a bathroom break." He began to walk away. He got behind the counter and glanced back at the newcomer. Then he woged without meaning to. But he'd been holding it back for so long, it had started to hurt. He snuck another glance at the girl in his fully woged form to see if she noticed. "Grimm," he growled to himself. He changed back and, with terror, rushed into the back room. "She's here to kill me. But I've done nothing wrong. I've killed nobody. Why's she here?" He asked quietly.

Armin glanced up when a second person changed. It was a woman at a nearby table. Her transformation was scarier than most. He quickly looked down so that he wouldn't be caught staring. He nervously took a drink of coffee. He furiously distracted himself with with typing on the computer. He just needed to focus on that. Nothing else, nobody else.

Amelia had actually not noticed the man woge, she was busy looking through the many books in the shop. She always had an interest in books. So she pulled out one that looked useful ad interesting and turned to the counter where she thought he would be but he wasn't. "Hello?" She called, before whispering to herself, "Hm... I wonder where he went." Deciding that he probably wouldn't return, she set the book back and turned around, sighing to herself, "Maybe another day." She was about to leave the shop.

She stared at the grimm in fear, muttering to herself, "Please don't kill me, please don't hurt me! I never did anything! Why are you here?" Then she scurried backwards, leaving her drink untouched and the seat flung away from the table, she darted out of the door and just kept running, she didn't want to be taken, not again, not by another one. They were all evil!

Malak finally got the nerve to come back out. "Sorry about that. A sudden emergency, you know," he said. He saw that the woman was about to leave. "Going so soon?" He asked. He walked up to the counter and looked over at his book section. "I got a whole new selection of books. Did you get a chance to look?"

Armin was surprised when the lady who had changed just moments before stood and ran out. He looked up as she shot up and ran. The chair seemed to throw itself backwards. What was she so scared of? Armin looked around to see hate had scared her so bad. Then he noticed she had left her beverage and purse. Thinking he was being a good Samaritan, he grabbed them and ran after her. "Hey, wait! You forgot your purse!"

"Oh it's fine, I don't mind. I did look at your books, you have a lot of very good choices." She commented, smiling widely and picked up the book she had previously put back. She then brought it over to the counter and placed it down, it looked old but she loved old books. "I'd like this one if that's okay..." She then dug around in her bag and managed to grab hold of her wallet.

She skidded to a holt and turned slowly, she looked terrified of him. Her lips quivering and her hands shaking. Breathing shakily, she whispered "Please don't hurt me.... Grimms don't have to be evil.... Do they?" Valery then saw her purse in his hands and reached over carefully, taking it and staring cautiously at him. She then had a realization, perhaps he didn't know, he didn't seem to have any kind of weapon. She gnawed on her lip and shook her head. "It doesn't matter..."