While looking through the aisle of various bottles containing who knows what in them, a vial on the rack caught the notice of Joanna's green eyes as she picks the item up from its resting place to throughly examine it. The vial, labeled "Satyr Tail" in thin spidery script with an image of a pan pipe, was filled with a strange herbal spice she never seen before. Opening it for a brief second, somehow drawn to it, Joanna took a quick sniff of the musky spice before hearing the old lady's voice snapping her out of her brief trance. "Go on dear.. it's yours if you want it." "Sorry," Joanna said, . "It just smelled so... um...exotic." The old lady simply smiled, not bothered by it apparently. "So how much is it?," Joanna asked and the old lady cryptically answered, "It's free, since it is the fate you picked." "Right...," Joanna said before glancing at her watch. "I gotta go." With that, placing the Satyr Tail vial in her purse, Joanna attempts to run through the park to work hoping to make it in time.