Why did she say it like it was a question? Because it kind of was. How did you explain to a guy that you’re friends with his kids, who are both adults now and also conveniently in town? You just couldn’t. There was no version of that sentence that didn’t sound absolutely nuts. This was just off to a great start and Charlie resisted the urge to fidget and mess this up even more. She was saved, for a moment, as the bartender finally deigned to pay attention to her. She ordered a beer gratefully and waited for it to arrive before turning back to John. She took a small sip, still thinking.
“I’m in the same business as the Campbells,” she said at last, as vaguely as she could. “And no, they don’t owe me money or anything. I just didn’t expect to see any of them here.” She paused to consider. “Or now. God, you much have some serious culture shock going on right now. No wonder you’re hanging out in this place.” She glanced around at the obviously 70’s decor with a slight frown. Elves, that’s what she had to keep reminding herself. If she could walk a pair of freaking elves through some 21st century tech, she could do it for a guy from the 70’s. She smiled as kindly as she could, hoping to put him a bit more at ease. She and Dean were definitely going to have to have a long talk later about how to deal with this.