"I think, beneath the terribly quaint surface, there's more here than meets the eye," Daisy agrees. As a witch, she can sense the various powers all around her, a myriad of abilities that fascinates her and makes her dream of if she might be able to make some interesting connections with said powers.

Daisy recognizes the glancing over April gives her and returns it with a practiced ease; strange familiarity aside, the other woman is rather beautiful, and Daisy can think of worse things than flirting with a beautiful stranger on the boardwalk.

"Looks that, way, at the moment," she answers with a smile. "Unless something changes my mind."