“What like three hundred years or so. Wasn't always a coffee and doughnut shop, wasn't always here either..what did you start out as Edna.?”<br/><br/>The leathery old woman came back with everything that was ordered and paused thinking about it for a bit. She shook her head tapping her chin a bit. Then one hand went to her forehead and she just laughed a little bit.<br/><br/>“I can't even remember I think we were an opium den in China? I don't really remember. Too many different places, to many different lives. I am liking this one the best though. I don't have to bribe anyone these days. Luther just beats them into a coma if they come asking for protection.”<br/><br/>She laughed a smokers laugh and gave Luther a kiss to the temple. He seems a bit different in here, the hard edge he just had not but an hour ago seems to have melted away, he almost looks normal. The Fallen one laughs a little.<br/><br/>“You LET me beat them up. Not that I am going to argue...its fun. It gets me free coffee now and again.”<br/><br/>He smiled finally picked up his coffee and just took a good long draw of the scalding liquid. To him this stuff was far better than beer, the bitter liquid was one of the many things he was missing out on in the service of the Gods of light.<br/><br/>“So...Jessie you are human. But you know about the things that go bump in the night...why?”<br/><br/>He might as well just straight out start the conversation like that. There was no use beating around the bush, he had no trust issues with her this far. They were in a safe place so what better place to talk about this then here, and what better time then now.