Dean Myers walked through the door of the Decrux Delights Sweet Shop, the bell ringing as the door swung open. A woman with ivory skin and black hair walked in from the back, and seeing the man, smiled and said, "Welcome to the Decrux Delights Sweet Shop. How can I help you?"
Dean smiled at the woman and asked, "Alice Decrux, I presume?"
The woman nodded and asked, "And you are?"
"Dean Myers. I'm the president of Moon Lake College." The two shook hands before continuing. "Do you have a moment to speak? In private?"
Alice looked around and said, "Well, there's no one around, so you could speak to me here or do you mean..." she paused as she gave a sly smile, "in 'private' for some fun?"
"Ms. Decrux," Dean responded with a sigh, "I'm here to speak about Harold Jenkins...and your rather questionable past."
The smile faded from her face when Dean Myers said that, and from the mention of Harold's name. "What about him?"
"I know that you've been seeing him."
Alice snorted and said, "Yeah? So what? We're all adults here."
Dean moved his lips a little as he sighed and his eye twitched. "All right, let me put it to you this way," he continued as he pulled out his briefcase and showed her a stack of papers. "I've been studying you and I can't help notice a few patterns. Such as how you keep getting pregnant. Or how all of the fathers were normals that you changed. Or how you keep suing them for child support."
Alice simply shrugged her shoulders and smiled, saying, "What can I say? I'm sort of a tragic person."
Dean smiled back and said, "Oh, just wait. It gets better. You see I also can't help notice that you had a couple of Statute 1A charges against you."
"Yeah, and I was acquitted," Alice replied while putting her hands on her hips, the smile disappeared from her lips. "Are you getting to a point?"
Dean stared at her with his lips almost curling in anger. "I know your game, Alice. I know how you worked. Can I prove it in court? No. But I can recognize patterns, and I can see what you're trying to do with Harold Jenkins. And I'm here to give you a warning."
"More like a threat?" Alice retorted.
"No, a warning," Dean answered, staring at her in the eyes. "If you lay a claw on Harold, and if he starts sprouting raccoon fur, I'm coming after you. You will regret your actions."
Alice laughed before saying, "And what can you do? How will you succeed where others failed? Where the courts have failed?"
"Alice," Dean started, "I'm not sure you realize the position I hold in this town, or the influence I have, nor the friends that I can pull up." He started to repack his briefcase as he said, "You've been warned. I will not tolerate any adverse actions against my faculty." With that, he left the shop.
After Dean left the shop, Alice was left with her teeth grinding and a growl coming out of her voice. "How dare he..." she said under her breath. "Come in to my place and threaten me like that. He'll pay for that, and he'll pay through Harold."
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As soon as Dean reached his car, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Harold's number. He was ready to talk to Harold about his research on Alice, and warn him of her.