"Kids these days, certainly," Kali nodded, "It probably didn't help that most girls like her have short lifespans in the first place." It didn't, really, that Kali had killed some Slayers before.
His longing for blood didn't register with her, but she could feel he wanted something. "Sit, drink." She nodded her head to the right, where her shot still was. "This is a bar."
As for his question she stood a little more proudly, smirk on her face. "It's called The Entente, named for my birthday. It's a nice club, if I do say so myself, if in need of repair after today's brawl. It's in L.A., where I'm from, and my husband leads karaoke night whenever he can."