"You can call me Blaire." She said with a smile. She lead the way down a dark, dank alley. It looked like the kind of place where one would go to do devious deeds. One of the alley walls had a metal door that seemed to shimmer with magyk. Blaire opened it and inside was a small café. It looked completely out of please of and smelled of herbs and coffee beans. There were humans and supernaturals alike who were drinking tea, coffee or something a bit more adult. But there was no tension in the air. There was an older man behind the bar, cleaning a glass. He was wearing sunglasses and seemed to hum to the soft jazz music of the restaurant. Blaire sat and the bar and the man gave her a drink without her asking. "Come on in." She said waving the girl over. "What's your name, hun?"