Lavender hadn't expected the muggle pub but she wouldn't have argued. She was glad to be out of London at least and Glasgow was nothing like Leeds. The problem was, the last time she'd been through a muggle joint was the last time Michael had gone missing. It wasn't anything she wanted to remember, she was having enough trouble not panicking this time.
"I'll have a bourbon on the rocks," the ordered to the bartender, pulling out the muggle coins she had in her purse. It surprised her how easily using the money came back to her.
"I take it this place is a favorite of yours?" she asked as she looked back over the others. For being a city, the pub seemed fairly local and non-touristy. It was something she admired in places considering Soho was crawling with tourists.