"Don't worry, if there was something strange in the neighborhood you'd be the last person I called." She snorts lightly under her breath and just shakes her head. She's not one to get caught up in ghost rumors, but well - until a week ago she hadn't believed in vampires either. How times had changed. Just months ago everything had been completely normal, now look where she was.

"I got impatient, can't fault me that." Impatient, nervous. Whatever, it's all semantics really. She does refrain from drinking again until she gets to the top of the stairs, though that's more for concerns about stable footing than anything else. A grand gesture accompanies her nudging the door open with her hip, and she holds the door open as she mock bows. "Your table awaits, sir."

Table meaning the two glasses she's nabbed, along with the previously mentioned bottle of spirits. Nothing fancy at all, but it's a pretty view and isolated enough that she can talk without being too aware of the cameras present. "I needed out of that house, seriously. This town is too small, it's driving me nuts."