At that, Moira can't help but burst out laughing, hair shaking in time with her giggles. "Well, I think 'prime supernatural drinking hole' kind of does enough on its own, but perhaps I'll expand to too much leather and ridiculous boots next," she says. Before she had inherited the business, it had belonged to her late father; even now, she still catches glimpses of the love he'd had for his family through traces of his old spells caught still in the wood work.

"You're friends with Riley and Val?" She quirks an eyebrow, suddenly very interested. She notices he says Riley's name first; she'll have to keep an eye on him.