Leg room Hm? Interesting term, though Jayati's house definitely fit the bill, at least right now as empty as it was. Maybe she wouldn't shift around the girl while she was staying though, if space and crowding was an issue. They hadn't told her what she was - and she hadn't asked - but there was the smell of shifter about her, though different than Nuno. Another obvious, unmistakable predator in the house probably wouldn't help her stay calm.
Jayati gave a dry snort and a raised eyebrow at the slip of paper comment, amused and not at all offended. A little surprised they hadn't just texted her the address though. Maybe she was hesitant to give out her phone number, the Satyr didn't exactly ask for a lot of personal detail. Either because of their clientele or because the owner just didn't feel like keeping up with the paperwork. A little bit of both probably. "Yeah. I have two open rooms on the first floor, I'm upstairs." Effectively, she would have the whole first floor for herself, though they would be sharing the kitchen. "Wanna talk about it over lunch?" Because she genuinely was getting hungry, and while it wasn't anything fancy, she firmly believed that food was one of the great things that brought people together. It was one of the reasons she kept it as a hobby even after.
Her head tilted towards the kitchen where she could hear the music down the hallway, not quite enough to make out the words but enough to tap out the beat if she wanted to, "Is the music alright?"