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tugged on her usual ponytail, tightening it at the crown of her head, feeling it swing as she grabbed her coffee, pulling at her scalp. She never did anything with her hair other than pull it back. Hair was a hassle.
    Henri and Callie both had their smartphones out, looking up from their screens as Jade sat down, half-heartedly stirring cream into her coffee.
    “Oh good, you’re here. What are you doing the day after tomorrow. At night?” Callie asked immediately.
    Jade frowned. “Nothing. Why?”
    Callie smiled, her brown eyes going wide with excitement. “Booty yoga!”
    Jade felt her insides go a little cold. “What?” she asked weakly.
    “It hear it’s amazing,” Henri said, voice colored with enthusiasm. “It’s all the poses that target your booty. Lifts your butt. Makes you look like a dancer. It’s like hot yoga and booty boot camp with some Pilates thrown in.”
    Jade took a sip of her coffee. “That sounds horrible.”
    Callie rolled her eyes. “You promised you’d try a fitness class with us. We’ve picked. Booty yoga. Seven p.m. I’ll pick you up at quarter to.”
    Jade hoped she hid her nose wrinkle behind her coffee cup as she took another drink, wracking her brain for some reason she could get out of it. She’d already said she wasn’t doing anything. It’s not like she could lie now. Besides, she didn’t have anything believable to lie about. She didn’t have a social life before she moved to the Coven, never mind after. She woke up, sometimes she ran with Daniel, then she worked. She read books and streamed TV on her laptop. She fiddled with demon magic and tried to learn some regular spells. She talked to Bruce. Such were her hobbies.
    Henri waved a hand. “It’s going to be so good for you. Runners always have really tight hips and lower back. I’m going to try to drag Daniel as well. He never stretches after he runs with you. He’s going to snap an achilles tendon or something, I swear.”
    “If you get Daniel to booty yoga, I’ll buy you coffee for a week,” Jade told him.
    “Deal.” They shook on it.
    They exchanged the minutiae of their lives. Henri brought up the last episode of the sci-fi show they were all watching.
    “No, I’m telling you, Peter is the alien and they’re going to kill him when they find out. They need to write him off the show. The guy who plays him just got offered the lead in that sexy remake of Frankenstein.”
    “Spoiler alert!” Callie yelled, slapping him on the arm.
    “It’s not a spoiler! It’s speculation,” argued Henri.
    “Wait, how are they going to make Frankenstein sexy?” Jade asked.
    “Meh,” mused Henri. “It’s cable TV. They make everybody good-looking and mostly naked.”
    “That has nothing to do with Frankenstein!” Jade protested.
    “I repeat, cable TV.” Henri took a sip of his coffee, giving Jade knowing eyebrows from over the rim as he did. “It doesn’t matter what the original story is.”
    “Well, be that as it may, it’s not Peter. Jackie is the alien.”
    Callie made a face. “Jackie? What makes you say that?”
    Jade stirred her coffee and then gnawed on the stir stick. “Didn’t you see her face when Dr. What’s-his-name was trying to put the moves on her?”
    Callie and Henri both shrugged. Callie leaned in. “She didn’t look interested.”
    “That wasn’t disinterest. That was disgust. Little lip-curl, slight nose-wrinkle.” Jade touched her lip and her nose as she spoke. Jade knew what disgust looked like. She spent a lot of time schooling it off her face when she was hit on.
    Callie thought about it. “I’m going to have to watch that again.”
    “Plus, whenever the doctor stands too close to her, she moves back.”
    “I never noticed that,” Henri mused.
    Jade nodded. “She’s totally not into it.”
    They chatted for a bit longer before heading back to their respective jobs; Henri to reception, Callie to the library and Jade to Counter-Magic.
    Just before Jade sat down at