But you're fae. I could feel the magic when I walked in the door.
When a famous actress, says this to me, I'm torn between thinking she's insane and asking her for more details. But she leaves before I can do either and when I try to find her the next day, she's dead and I'm left with more questions than before.
Why did she come to me? Why was she killed? Who did it? And was she crazy or did she know something I don't?
I need answers and she's not around to offer them anymore. My options are limited. I can forget it ever happened and move on with my life or I can break into her house, and the scene of her murder, to investigate.
What can I say? I'm really good at bad ideas.