((Awesome!! I'm making Meykell a
yuki-onna, which is basically a being blessed by the gods to have complete and utter control of snow and ice. Yuki-onna is basically 'snow woman' in English.))
A smile graced the orange haired woman's face, as she looked up. "I want a break from them. Not to mention their recent acts featured them in the local newspaper." Rummaging around in her pocket, she pulled out a small extract from a newspaper which she cut out the day before. Giving the flimsy piece of article to Myra, Meykell rummaged around in her bag one more time. Bizarrely, she pulled out a pack of ice cubes. Earning a playful quizzical raise of Myra's brow, Meykell just grinned. "I'm hot."
It was in Meykell's nature to be cold. So the rays of the Huntington Beach sunshine wasn't doing much for her. So, pressing the pack of ice-cubes to her head, she breathed out a happy sigh. Despite today being the coldest day of the winter, she felt the heat. To anyone walking by her, they would probably shot a confused glare at Meykell for her strange antics. "I'm going home in a second, after I irritate someone." With a cheeky smirk, she stood up, and stretched. Seeing Myra shake her head in dissaproval, Meykell pouted. "Oh, come on! I haven't tricked anyone for two days!"
Zacky, to refrain from Jimmy's rambling about supernatural creatures, actually did something productive in his time. He brought a hot chocolate from the boy whom was raising funds for some type of charity. The boy was there, every day, selling brownies and hot chocolate. That kid had dedication, Zacky had to admit. He walked back to Johnny and Jimmy, and sat down beside him.
"Did you get me one?"
"Does it look like it, Jimbo?" Zacky said with a slight irritated tone, as he sipped his hot beverage. "Anyway, you've got to let this dream of yours go. The chances are, there isn't anything supernatural in the world."
"In your opinion." At Jimmy's words, Zacky couldn't help but roll his eyes.