The club cars parked where the departing UPS truck vacated . Everyone simply sat and stared at Cally and her minions moving and sorting her recent purchases . Burying her head in the same box that held the weird helmet she pulled out a matching green Martian skirt . Cally immediately slipped it on over her tights . Followed was a b.u.t.t wiggle and then she turned and pointed at Marcus,"Isn't that lovely?, Isn't that delightful?"

Dumbfounded, Agent Winston and her partner turned to Marcus . With questioning eyes Charlene asked, "Umm is uh, she special? Or dangerous?" Of course Cally heard the whispered comments . "Hey! Where's the kaboom? There was supposed to be an Earth-shattering kaboom!" Sashaying up to the club car that held Marcus; she stuck out her hand to Agent Winston . "Good morning! I think it's still morning . My name is Cally Wotan . Do you have my crown?"

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Shaking hands automatically Charlene Winston s.n.a.t.c.hed her hand back from the looney in front of her and looked again at Marcus . Marcus looked at Cally and the FBI agents and sighed . "Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Cally Wotan, Chairman of the board for Wotan International and our resident free spirit . " Drawing out her name like any exasperated parent, "Cally, what are you doing?"

"I bought stuff . " "I see that . "

Sighing in disappointment because she was not getting the response she hoped for . Cally took off her helmet . "Welcome to Clan Home . I am Cally Wotan . I also have buckets of money and was bored one night . You will have to excuse the current chaos . I didn't know I would have g-men visiting today . " Looking closely at Agent Charlene, she amended "or a g-woman . "

The lawyer, James Holmes approached with the other two agents . " Ms . Wotan, I am James Holmes . I am one of the lawyers that represent Clan Home . We haven't had a chance to meet yet . It's a pleasure to meet you . These agents are with a division that deals with art crimes . Their warrant isn't valid . You don't have to speak to them unless you want to . " Cally nodded in understanding . She looked at each of the agents in turn as a form of greeting . Just as she was about to speak again to Agent Charlene, she c.o.c.ked her head to the side . Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath of air . Turning her head to the other side, she opened her eyes and zeroed in on the agent furthermost away .

"Who are you?" This agent had been un.o.btrusive to this point . But being singled out he stepped forward with a smile . Sticking his hand out, "I am Agent Sampson . " At this point Marcus was shocked when Cally backed up avoiding the agent's touch . "You are not welcome here . I will ask you to leave immediately . James, please see this agent to the gate . " Cally turned and spotted the Russian bear, "Sasha go get me a large bag of salt . " Saluting, Sasha ran off instantly .

Charlene was by this point convinced that this woman before her was a nut job . Getting angry at the way her agent was being dismissed, she demanded, "Why? What did he do? You don't like the way he smells or something? This is absurd . Marcus, what kind of place is this? Some sort of asylum?"

"You are indeed correct . I don't like the way he smells . " Cally's whole demeanor had changed . No longer an enchanting sprite, she appeared very cold . Crossing her arms, "I don't like his 'kind' . I don't like his religion . And I will salt the ground he has walked on . " On hearing 'religion' Agent Sampson stopped smiling and dropped his hand . Standing stiffly he looked at his fellow agents, "Char, it's ok I'll head back to the gate and wait for you . Do you want me to send Barney up?" Charlene was confused . Everything had gone sideways since the team had arrived at the gate . 'Why was Sampson taking this kind of s.h.i.+t?' This was so not like him .

Marcus was unsure of what had triggered Cally but he was on guard . He tried scenting the air but didn't smell anything that he thought was wrong . "Agents, Cally owns all of Clan home at the end of the day . If she doesn't want you here . Then I must ask you to leave peaceably . James, if you would escort this agent back down?" "Wait!" Cally ran over to a box and seemingly pulled nails out with ease . Running over to the lawyer, she handed him the iron nails . "Put these in your pocket . Keep both eyes on him and try not to let him touch you . "

Sasha ran up as the club car was pulling away from the curb . Cally indicated she wanted him to go with James and the agent . She whispered two words in to Sasha's ears so he would know what he needed to do . "Black witch . "