Daphne was more than happy to get out of the house again, even if it meant doing a bit of 'work.' One of Miles' waitresses was still out sick with the Dragon Pox, and so she'd agreed to work behind the bar on occasion until she was well. The boys were safe with Zorbin for the few short hours that she would be gone, and it would keep her busy.
She made a few drinks, happy that there were people healthy enough to want to come out to the Three Broomsticks. Her smile was brighter than it had been in weeks, and she watched the people continue to file in.
Daphne knew Miles would be pleased with the amount of business that was coming that evening, and that would make her night later that much more enjoyable.