"Pretty much everything but basilisks and mountain trolls," Hayley said cheerfully and flopped down on the armrest of a nearby armchair. Poor Gerard. He looked like he was trying to come up with the fastest way to get out the door, possibly involving scaling a couch. If it hadn't taken her this long to finally corner him, she might actually take pity and let him go, at least until he'd found some coffee. As it was, Hayley raised her eyebrow inquisitively. "This place probably keeps you busy, doesn't it."