between her and Burt about me, otherwise they wouldn’t have been holding the bottles. Madame Torres’s globe stayed black. I set her on the kitchen table and with a loud voice demanded, “Show me Head To Toe Works Headquarters.” “I tried earlier,” Madame Torres spoke with an attitude. “ Phewt, phewt . Wasn’t important to you then so it must not be important now.” Her face rippled as it floated inside the liquid globe. “Are we really going to have to go through an argument?” I planted my hands on my hips. “I’m in no way, shape or form wanting to worry with you. I will throw you in the bottom of my bag until further notice.” Nothing happened. Her ball stayed black. “Or I can drop you off at the Locust Grove Flea Market tomorrow and let someone else take you home.” “You wouldn’t dare!” She appeared. She glared at me with a burning, reproachful eye. “Oh, I would.” I knew that one would get her goat. She was my crystal ball and she was created specifically for me. If she was taken or given to someone else, she would spend the rest of her life suspended in the unknown and simply be a snow globe. “Fine!” She spat and showed me the inside of the headquarters, sort of like a virtual tour. There was nothing there and everyone had seemed to go home, even Burt and Tiffany. I was sure I would hear about their spat in the morning during one of our meetings, but for now, there was one thing for certain. No one was there and it was my signal to drive over there and put the spell on those few hundred bottles before they were shipped out.
Chapter Nine
The Head To Toe Works shopping bag with my uniform was still on the floorboard of the Green Machine. I wasn’t looking forward to wearing the outfit tomorrow, nor was I looking forward to putting the little extra oomph in all of those plastic bottles tonight. The security station had a faint light on and when I pulled up, I noticed a different security guard from this morning. It wasn’t Ronald. Too bad I couldn’t just get through because the guy had his feet propped up on the desk, hands folded, and hat over top of his eyes. I beeped the Green Machine’s horn and he nearly fell out of his chair. He slid the window open and I rolled mine down. “They are closed.” He cleared his throat. “I work here. I’m June Heal, the new employee. Ronald knows me.” I smiled happily. “They aren’t open at nights. There is no reason you should be here.” He didn’t budge. “I have to get a new size for my uniform in the morning.” I grabbed the bag off the floor and held it up. “You know how Tiffany and Burt can be if things aren’t just right.” I laughed nervously and used my other finger to make the crazy sign around my ear. He harrumphed and tilted his head down to look further in my car. “Is that a cat? A real cat?” He flicked on his flashlight and shone it on Mr. Prince Charming curled up on the dash. “Yes.” I planted another smile on my face. “Can you please let me in?” I thought asking nicely might help, but I was losing my patience. “No can do.” He stood back up and placed the tips of his thumbs in the belt around his waist. “Sorry. You’ll have to see Mrs. Rossen in the morning.” He slid the window shut and took his seat back in the chair. “This is when I wish I had Gus’s gift,” I whined and put the car in reverse. It didn’t bother Mr. Prince Charming any. When I looked back to go in reverse, my bag was glowing. I pulled out of the Head To Toe Works headquarters and pulled off on the side of the road. “What’s up?’ I asked Madame Torres after I pulled her out of the bag. “There is an open entrance on the loading dock if you can get in there.” She was actually trying to be helpful. “But you must first smudge the area from which you seek.” “Oh crap.” I had totally forgotten to try to smudge the plant like Eloise had told me to do. “I’ll do that. But how am I