"I've settled into worse places," he said with a grin. He shut the door and stood beside her, surveying his tiny territory. Not exactly room enough to stretch his wings in his true form. Danny shrugged and stepped over to the corner kitchen. "Make yourself comfortable. Drink?"
He rummaged around in the mini-fridge top shelf for ice and the cubes clanked merrily against the glasses. "It's small, but I don't spend much time here. Xi's got me working two places - over at the Boudin and at that weird little inn, the Sleepy Satyr or whateverthefuck it's called. She call you here to help keep an eye out? Where you staying?"