The sun wasn't yet up outside and the water didn't entirely wash the sour taste of dreaming from his mouth. It was half tempting to go back to the bar and find something strong enough to do the job right. Instead he drank straight from the bottle, figuring the gold he left back on the counter more than made up for the poor manners.

Gold often did.

"Well, I can't fault you there. We're pretty noisy, aren't we?" Resting his chin on his palm, Molly watched him. He didn't seem any more haunted than usual, that was good. So it was just Caleb being a nerd for magic, that was... safe. But safe was often boring in large amounts.

"Since we're both awake at this gloriously shite hour, care to come with me on an adventure?"