Opal Lara leaned against the counter, surveying her shop. The shelves were stocked high with sweets—heart-shaped chocolates next to boxes of spooky cereal. A few customers milled about, picking out last-minute treats. She glanced at the rose in its glass jar, a splash of vibrant color amidst the skulls and candy. It was a strange combination, she knew, but it felt right for tonight. A bell chimed as someone entered, and Opal straightened up, offering a practiced smile. "Looking for something sweet... or spooky?"