Honestly she wouldn't be surprised if they got attacked by something right now.

"Lise," Ash said, looking out the window with narrowed eyes, "I think youd better see this."

A figure stood in the road outside the museum. Not human. Though he wore ripped jeans and a studded leather jacket, the sharp, angular face and pointed ears gave him away. That, and his wild black hair, spiked up like a punk rocker, had neon threads of lightning flickering between the strands. From his stance, it was obvious he was waiting for them.

"A siren king or queen."

Lise stood and walked over to the window. " who is that? "

"Oh. Well...what's so off about that?"

"An Iron faery," Ash muttered, dropping his hand to his sword. "Do you want me to kill it?"

" why are you asking me? Isnt that a given? "

He slipped out the doors into the humid night, crossing the road to where the Iron faery waited for them.

"Oh, good." The Iron fey smiled as we walked up, a cocky, self-confident grin, much like a certain redhead Lise knew. "You didnt run. I was afraid Id have to chase you through the city streets before we could talk."

Weird...maybe Puck had a secret twin.

Lise went out with Ash. " why do you want to talk? "

"Because we don't have singular leaders, and the leaders we do have are called guire."