Bill felt like shit, but he didn't look too bad so at least there was that. As long as he didn't use his powers, any magic at all, then he could avoid the world of pain that came crashing down upon him. So he was learning to do things the muggle way, which incidentally was the long way and the boring way. Lucky he still knew how to braid his own hair, or he'd have been a real mess.
He'd gone for a cup of coffee and through the window he'd spotted the new guy, all stiff and confused looking and Bill got another cup from the green woman who wanted nothing to do with him and headed outside. At least the weather was nice, freckled skin had missed the sunshine of Egypt since he'd arrived.
"Well hello there, gorgeous," Bill said with an easy grin as he approached. "John is it?" He added as he held out the cup to him.