"So Geppetto joins Fabletown and all is honkey-dory?"

Bigby gave Cinderella an amused, knowing look. "You think it's really that simple?" He asked the covert spy as the pair headed down the long winding staircase to the dungeons. To look at the apartment building on the outside, one would never imagine that there was a deep subterranean basement below holding some of the most sacred artifacts and dangerous prisoners of the fable kingdom. One of which was Baba Yuga, who Bigby would be questioning tonight. Cinderella was simply following along for the opportunity to have a private chat with her boss.

"The others think so", she retorted. "They're operating under the delusion that everything is going to alright from now on", Cindy added with a sweet smile before snorting in the most unladylike fashion. "When are they ever going get beyond that whole 'Happy ever after' crap?"

"Why should they? It's still possible".

Cinderella rolled her eyes. "I think marriage is making you soft Boss". Bigby grinned, his teeth sharpening and a feral gleam coming to his eyes. There was nothing soft about the former sheriff as his inner beast started to come through. Cindy wasn't frightened simply because she knew better but she had to admit Bigby could be intimidating when he wanted to be. "Then again..." Cinderella shrugged. The pair had reached the door leading into the dugeon. "Here's where we part ways. Are you going to tell her about Geppetto?" Bigby glanced at her but said nothing and gave no hint of his intentions. Cindy got the hint. "Okay, I don't need to know. You're sure there's nothing I can do tonight though?"

"Not tonight but where will you be? Just in case I change my mind".

"Branstock Tavern".

"Ah, going out to celebrate our victory huh?" Bigby asked with an amused look.

"Nope, going to drown my sorrows", Cindy replied as she turned to head up the stairs once more.

"Cheer up. We won".

"For now", Cindy said darkly as she looked back over her shoulder.

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Branstock Tavern, 9pm.

The favoured location for Fables who were looking to wet their whistle or get shit faced drunk. Tonight it was packed with various Fables who were celebrating the defeat of the Adversary. Cindy spotted a few familiar faces as she pushed her way through the crowd till she reached the bar. "Martini" she ordered, putting her money down and snagging an empty stool.

"That seat's taken", a voice spoke beside her. The blond turned and recognized Kay.

"You're right. I've taken it", she replied smartly as the bartender handed her the drink, which was quickly downed and soon replaced with another. The noise in the bar was obnoxious but the spy tried to block out the others as she quickly worked her way through her drinks. After the fourth one, she spoke again to Kay. "What are you doing here? I thought you hated crowds".

"I do but everyone else is celebrating. Would have looked strange if I didn't join in. I see you're in a celebrating mood", he added pointedly as he looked at the surrounding empty glasses. It was hard to tell what sort of look he had since the Fable always wore his sunglasses but his tone showed disapproval.

"Screw you. I've earned the right to have a mind-splitting hangover tomorrow", Cindy retorted as she motioned the bartender over. "Two wallbangers for me and my friend here", she ordered, putting her arm around Kay, though he quickly squirmed away from.

"I'm not your friend".

"You're not anyone's friend but for tonight let's pretend huh?" Cindy replied, her words starting to slur. "It must have been hard being in the room with Geppetto tonight", she said as a way to change the conversation. "To look at him and know his sins".

If Kay was surprised that Cindy knew of his condition or that the seemingly blind man had his eyes once more, he didn't show it. He had too many years of practicing in hiding such emotions. Instead, he flatly replied, "It's just as hard to look at you and know your sins".

Cindy was about to take a sip of her drink but stopped and looked at Kay. "Are you judging me asshole? The only 'sins' I've ever committed where for the good of Fabletown".

"Of course", Kay said flatly as he rose from his stool, leaving the wallbanger untouched.

"Asshole", Cindy muttered as she watched the back of the dark haired man disappear through the crowd. "Screw him, that's what I get for tryin' to be friendly. Hey Ephram! Wanna drink?" Cindy called out, holding up the abandoned drink as she offered it to one of the Crow brothers.

Unlike Kay, Ephram wasn't one to turn down a free drink.

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Cindy's Apartment, 11 am.

The shrill ringtone of Cindy's cell phone served as her wake up call the next morning. The blond spy groaned as she rolled over. One arm was slung over her eyes in a desperate attempt to keep the sunlight out, another flopped over the side of the bed and another rested on her stomach. Wait a minute...somethings not right, the very drowsy, very hung over Cinderella thought as she moved her arm and looked down. The extra arm was tan and muscular and belonged to Ephram Crow. Figures. That's one mystery solved. Now I just to figure out where my fucking phone is and I'll be in business..

After ten rings and giving Ephram a shove out of her bed, Cindy finally found her phone tangled up in the blankets. The blond quickly flipped it open and said, "Hello?"

"Where the hell are you? How come your phone was ringing for so long?"

"How come you didn't just leave a message?"

"..."

"I mean, hello Bigby. What can I do for you this morning?"

"What you can do is tell you visitor to go home and get your ass down to the lobby".

"You don't miss a thing, do you?"

"I'll see you in five minutes".