Katara smiled. He sounded like she had when she'd first laid eyes on the hotel. It was pretty impressive, especially for someone who wasn't used to things this... vast.
"No, no king," she replied as she set to work bending the water from his loincloth until it, too, was completely dry. "A Champion," she continued when she'd finished, leading him to the kitchen as she spoke. "He bought this place and uses it as a meeting place for those who work alongside him in helping to protect the innocents. Angel Investigations, we help the helpless." She shook her head fondly at Cordelia's saying, flipping on the light as she stepped into the kitchen.
"Is there anything in particular you three would like to eat?" Katara asked as she made her way to the refrigerator. "Or anything you won't?" That, she thought, was probably the better of the two questions. Finding out what someone wouldn't eat made fixing them a meal much easier.