Eloise thought that that sounded a lot like being obligated, but she only nodded. Wayne was right - this conversation was quickly taking a turn for the dreary, and that was precisely what she had wanted to avoid. With a swift movement she brought her pint glass to her mouth and finished off whatever remained in the bottom.
"Yeah, why not?" She grabbed her purse and riffled through it, extracting a journal and a spool of thread before finding her wallet. She'd set out that morning with a mix of Muggle and Wizard currency, but in the course of the day the notes and coins seemed to have melded. "Ah." Eloise extracted the Muggle money and stood to make the trip up to the bar. "Let's."