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Cas left her bag in the hallway. She tied her hair back as she sat at the table. " I'll leave you to eat ladies, I will be in my study." Arturo said as he left.

Amy sat at the table. " Don't take it personal he never eats with us. Vampires cant eat human food. Makes then really ill."

Cas nodded as she began eating. At this point, she was just running with the whole 'vampire' thing. She wasn't even entirely sure that she believed that Arturo was a vampire. The most important thing was that the rest of the girls and, more importantly, Arturo believed it. The best thing was to accept the crazy and move on. He wasn't that first crazy guy she had dealt with. She had hoped that she'd had her fill of crazy guys, but evidently the universe wanted to throw her another curve ball. Maybe Claire had been right, maybe she should have just hooked up with Ben a few times. At least then she could say that she'd actually been with a decent guy.

Cas was pleasantly surprised at how good the food tasted. She hadn't realised how hungry she was until she started eating. She tried to eat slowly, but her hunger stopped her. She ate quickly and washed her plate. She grabbed her bag from the hallway and headed back to her room. She stopped by Arturo's study on the way. She knocked on the door. "Thank you," she said, not sure if he was listening, "for dinner." She left and headed to the room.

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Dean shifted his bag on his shoulder. Westchester seemed nice enough, just the sort of place he could see Cassie settling down in. Ideally with him. She would see sense, they were meant to be together. He checked the address on the business card against the address he found himself at. The B&B looked quaint from the outside. He headed inside.

The doorbell chimed as he entered. A young woman, maybe a few years older than himself came to the reception. She was pretty, he guessed, not as pretty as Cassie though. "Hi," she greeted him, "can I help you?" Her voice was honey-sweet.

"Yeah, Dean Archer, I've got a room booked."

The girl checked the computer next to her. "Archer...Archer. Dean Archer, room 13." She handed him the key to the room. "I hope you enjoy your stay in Westchester Mr. Archer."