Jack was not superstitous. And she had always thought that Divination was a hack subject, and Seers were hacks, and the whole thing was hack...-y. But with the onslaught of the approaching new year, she felt a chill in her bones. So much unknown was on its way. And she felt, somewhere deep inside of herself, that no good was afoot, as it usually was. Honestly, she was getting pretty sick of that No Good.
She had heard about The Source, but had never gone inside. She heard about the guy, Nemo something, and apparently he was a character. She supposed that there was not anything technically at stake by her going in. Somehow, she felt it looked weak if she went in for a reading, or desperate. She was not either, and she did not need help.
But she would like a heads up.
She slowed as she walked closer to the place after she had left the Three Broomsticks for a walk and some air. She had some money in her pocket and was expected nowhere. She glanced around and found that the street was empty. No risk involved, either. She reached up and brushed her hair out of her face and worked her way inside.
The place was intersting, at least. Somewhere worth a visit. She glanced around and moved inside. No one seemed to be here. Her mouth twisted and she walked over to examine some hanging scarves, turning her head. At least she had something to look at.