Patroclus grinned and nodded. "We absolutely have curly fries with cheese. And a water and a bourbon and Coke coming right up." He stepped away to put the order in, and then fix the drink, before he carried that and a water back.
"Here you are! English folklore, hmm?" Patroclus tried to think if he knew anyone from English folklore, but came up blank. "Clio would know, she's knows everything." Patroclus looked up then, as some of the women began stumbling back towards him. "Oh gods no. They're coming back."