Damien stared at Penny, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as if trying to catch what was going on. Penny stared back at him, her green eyes looking at him unblinkingly for what she did to him. She offered him a smile.
"Mr. Quinn. I don't think any of us knew you would be so easy. To not take notice of what was going on. Is it because of my lovely face?" asked Penny, "Are you wondering what happened? Where you went wrong?" she asked, both her hands going back to hold behind her back.
The black witch let out a heartily laugh, one that was womanly which didn't sync with who she really was. Her red-haired was frizzled and open, she pushed Damien's shoulder with her hand making him stagger. Seeing his face contoured in pain, she smiled.
"Penny," he uttered her names but Penny didn't take a step forward towards him. She stood still holding the tube with the needle that she had used on him.
