Saunder grinned as N'emea stepped in. "Ah, this time it certainly is a customer!" He said cheerily, looking her up and down approvingly. He wasn't put off by the fangs. As a whole, Johnathan approved of Fae. They never went back on a bargain, didn't expect any sort of loyalty without paying for it, and he enjoyed the mental gymnastics of setting up a deal. Many of them were also a good deal more cheerful than the other specimen in front of him, though they would both probably skewer him with some manner of unpleasant objects if he wasn't careful. Not a lot of magic didn't mean you didn't get into a lot of trouble. Though that was also part of the fun.<br/><br/>"Please, come in, come in. The Warden you say? I could tell you quite a few things. The question is, what exactly do you want to know?" He gestured her over to one of the many tables around the shop, this one empty, except for a tall fluted hookah in the middle. Tourists loved those. Said it was 'authentic'. He dashed over to a shelf, hopping about as his fingers ran over the row of bottles, mumbling over the contents. "Let me see... Vodka, snake poison, chocolate milk, amonia, Gatorade... Here we are!" He removed one bottle, functionally identical to all the rest, and set it down on the table. "Could I offer you some tea, while you help me, help you?" He said, smiling. He glanced over at Sarah and nodded. "If you want, you're free to stop watering my floorboards and have a seat." Always important to be a good host. Doubly so in this crowd.