"Mmmmm no, nope. Never said that, no," Jennifer replied, leaning against the counter very relaxed. "But, now that you mention it they sort of are, aren't they? All those powers they've now been bestowed - killing our kind. Or my kind, really since you and I are so different. And not even during the full moon or when I've been transformed, how convenient." She shook her head, as if marveling over the fact.
"Once a werewolf, always a werewolf. Once a killer, always a killer," Jennifer said loftily, then giggled. "Funny how it applies in all sorts of situations, isn't it?"
She cocked her head and gave him a sweet smile. "Ah, Ronan. So...efficient. Such a rare gift," she murmured, then sipped from her coffee again.
Jennifer took out her wand, and effortlessly opened the door to the back - something she couldn't have done before. "No need. I took care of those while you were gone this afternoon. And the back has been done. I've been busy."