You hummed a tune as you selected all the grimoire's on a shelf. Sam has been gone ten minutes and you, his assistant, SOMEHOW managed to change everything. And when I mean change, I mean clean. And, oh dear lord, decorate. It's not like it looks bad. It looks amazing, everything seems... more like the place you know. And most of all, more like Sam. But what will you do... if he doesn't like the new setting?