Kali had gotten the offer and it reeked of something magical. So, for once, she let someone check out the establishment before they entered. She'd listened as the Slayer had come in, curious. They sudden spike in them had left her intrigued if nothing else. There hadn't been one to kill her yet, so what was to fear?
Quietly, she'd shadowed her, a class of wine in hand. Her hair was curled today, in from a nice dinner. A short black dress and a pair of black flats she still wore, or, the dress at least. No point in going about in heels around her own place. A smirk crossed her lips as the girl left the counter, grabbing the pool stick. Moving into the doorway to let herself be seen, she smiled at Faith.
"Cheers," Kali tilted the glass to her before taking a sip, belatedly wishing she'd bled someone out before she did. Oh well. Done, she leaned on the frame, keeping her eyes on the Slayer. "Are you the one I'm renting this lovely place out to?" Her hand holding the glass guestured for her.
"If you are," she crossed one foot over the other, "You've got nothing to worry about when it concerns fights, vampires, or any other thing you Slayers tend to attract."