Ambrose and Emerson
Emerson sat down in one of the chairs on the very far side of the room. Gretchen had set out a the whiskey and glasses for them, though he wasn't entirely sure whether or not Ambrose drank liquor. He'd wanted to have a view of Piper and Buffy while they did whatever they'd decided to do thanks to recent events, but it was far away enough that they weren't in earshot. He wasn't sure the blonde would be able to handle Piper, but he'd give the girl the benefit of the doubt. Piper seemed to think she could hold her own.
"I do have a supply of bloodwine or something somewhere," he said to Ambrose. "Wasn't sure if you drank the stuff or not."