Agatha's jaw dropped open. Was she the only one who even remembered the best Goth hangout in town?
"You...you have a friend named Athena, right?" That girl was into this sort of occult thing.
"No," Zoe said. "Look...I'm really late right now..." She started into a jog.
Agatha had no idea where Athena lived. She paused. What should she do now?