"... Lynn Adams?" says Vernon. "Huh. I know her, yeah. Can't say I'm surprised she just so happened to show up in your English class today. She does that, creepy as all get out. You want a demon expert you talk to her, she knows more than I do."
He ushers them to the car!
(She wants Darren and Bella to sit next to each other!)
"I actually liked her teaching style, but I wouldn't have wanted to be there that day if I didn't know the book."
Vernon snorts. "Well I'll be. Guess she can teach. Wicked temper, that one."
"Remember that hellmouth I told you about? Poor woman lived by it. Met her there."
"The way the angel explained it - they can be anywhere, except where there used to be one. I don't know all of those places, though. Sunnyvale in California's a sure bet for no hellmouths, that one I know for sure."
"... If you're wondering, I'm pretty paranoid because of it. It's why I moved us to where the bugbear I'm friends with is. 'Cause she'd notice."
"I mean, there's the necklace, but it's tucked away and I've been leaning on the higher-collared portions of my wardrobe because winter, ugh, so yeah, she found out some other way."
"Is she relatively likely to be amenable to talking if I lurk after school some other day or should I be asking you to introduce me?"
"Should be fine to just lurk and talk to her. Be prepared for her to not be surprised at all that you're there, though. Bugbears, I swear."
"What is the content of 'bugbears, I swear' beyond being - noticing? Or should I just ask her? Is it weird to ask people what the traits of their kind of critter are?"
"Not weird at all. They usually get all explainy, if you ask 'em. Bugbears get some kinda - tracky... Thing? I guess? I dunno the technical terms. Lynn would always be able to tell where people were, though."