Cú sighs, dramatically almost, his shoulders sagging low.

"No, but she was so set on that idea, there was no way we'd convince her there." Awkward is one way to say. In the end, she was the one who roped herself into that belief. "If you're worried it could make a problem for you and your Bonded, be at ease. I'll clear it up with her later when she's not so—" . . . "—excited"

Yeah, that's the word. And they're almost at the pub too, so Cú quickly points at the quirky building situated in a corner of a crossing a cobbled pedestrian lane and street. Despite early hour soft music can be heard from inside already. A wordless direction, that's where we're going.