She shook her head and took a drink of the ale. Too many of these and she would be transmuting those man-eating goldfish from pennies in her dreams.
The operating hours were good to know as well. There were plenty of 24 hour places in Los Angeles, but none that she'd found that catered to their sort of people.
"No one is waiting. I just let them know if I'm not going to be back for the night so they don't worry if they don't see me at breakfast. The team is in down time now." She smiled a bit wistfully. "I shared a cottage with one of the godling, but she joined the Avengers. She would be the only one to miss me and that's because I make us hot chocolate in the evenings. Was there another place you wanted to go?"
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