[Chris spots Eddie, hurrying over to him like he just opened up a penny candy store. He opened his mouth to make a remark about it, and then remembered not everyone grew up doing this and it was probably pretty damn cool to people who didn't get blown up by demons every week. So he put his judgement away. For now. Until Eddie took offense to occult shopping at Walmart.]

Is Chinatown better? We don't have that either. But if you get me that bird feather, then, we can make an explosive potion.

[Chris actually grinned. Yes, he really did want that potion. Something that mimicked his mothers power? Yes please. It was one of the potions he knew by heart, brought about by losing your mother when you were young and this was just a fucked up way to keep her close by.]

Of all the potions, that's the one you'd like to do? Good choice. But where are you going to find a bird feather? Just go up to one and ask nicely?