Eloise sipped at the Guinness, enjoying the cool tickle of the foam on her lip, before sitting back to answer. Hearing such a question was almost funny. It seemed far too mundane, but then, what else could someone say?
She smirked, nodding her head a little. "Well...gone. But you knew that." Her gaze wavered. "I just got back about a week ago, actually. I'm living not far from Hackney. And trying to get some sort of temporary employment situation set up."
There was a compulsion to apologize, for not writing anymore, for leaving at all, but Eloise bit it back. Maybe there would be time for that later, but she didn't want to bring any of that up so quickly. This was odd enough. Instead, she turned the conversation to Wayne. "But, you? The music, that's really great."