Her night hadn't been too bad. Just busy enough to go quickly, but not be overly stressful, and there hadn't been any dull spots. Though a few people had come in hexed by their own family members on accident. It seemed Lucy Elkins' disappearance had a lot of people on edge. Not that she blamed them. Things were still so fresh in people's minds, but Tracey was attempting to seem as rational as possible about it all. There could be a myriad of reasons for the girls disappearance.
She still played around with the wards on her houseboat though.
Tracey didn't look put out by his tardiness. First of all, it really wasn't by that much. Secondly, she knew he was just starting his day, and sometimes she had a hard time getting out of bed herself. She looked a bit amused, especially when he announced that he was late because he'd gotten lost. She took a sip of the coffee she'd ordered. "And you're one of the people protecting us." She teased. "You're forgiven. I was almost late myself. I haven't been here long."