Here's the thing, Kitt -- I don't live in just one place. I kind of wander around between six or seven places as I please. One of those places is my daughter's bookshop. Only it's not really entirely a shop, she takes in strays. Like you. Like me. Marnie's got a whole floor of her townhouse she doesn't use. And my cousin Riordan has... something. He's kind of a creative squatter. He's set himself up a surprisingly classy rat's nest of a place. So you got your pick. Sable's place is always full of people and if I can even FIND her, she's like a nurse or something too. Marnie's place contains Marnie and my baby son but we can set up a place for you to stay on the floor she doesn't use real fast. Riordan's place contains a crossdressing half-fairy who thinks he's James Joyce and will apparently fuck anything that's breathing and willing but he's a great guy. So take your pick. They're all in London. I've also got a place in Moscow. Or I'm happy to hang out wherever takes your fancy.
If it's all right with you, I'll ask my twin sister to come, too. She's fantastic, she used to help me back in the other world when I was real messed up.