Helen waited in a back room of the tavern. She loved doing rituals, they tended to impress Vitus, since he couldn't do them himself. Who knows how much of the show was actually necessary, but it was fun. Plus, the candles were always great because Dad hated them. Ha! Sucks to be you Aubrey!
Jack stifled the insistent urge to ask where Mark was and if he was okay. Vitus' formal courtesy was beginning to rub off on him. How creepy...