Without responding to the comment, either comment, Mina scanned the street, picking out a bar. It wasn't exactly a tavern, she she could smell something cooking, so she supposed it would do. On the odd occasion when she actually went someplace other than the hospital or the Inn, Mina took to visiting bars, a different one each time. She enjoyed the ambiance of places like that. It made her sentimental, almost as much as the sea.

"This one," she said, walking over to the front door and holding it open for Jacqueline. She switched back over to English. "Take your hat off, dear, we're indoors."