Alecto's dreams weren't really nightmares. She could remember her life from the dreams and it was pretty much just like her life here, but she wasn't that overly concerned about any of that. Other people had stranger dreams than she did and some of them were interesting to hear about and some of them were less interesting. One might say they were boring. Which they were. Though, when people having bad dreams wanted to forget about them by drinking and shacking up with people they'd only talked to a couple times, who was she to dissuade them? She was doing them goddamned civil service or something by agreeing to it.
Not that Alecto really minded. She wasn't a girl full or morals that had qualms with casual sex. If you were hot, chances were she wasn't going to care too much about your intentions...unless those intentions were murdering her...but Jack didn't really seem like the murdering type, so she went with it. It was for science...or whatever.
If it hadn't been for sheer laziness coupled with having had too much to drink the night before, Alecto might not have stayed, but considering she'd had a combination of both to contend with, she'd stayed. Drifting off to sleep had been mostly accidental and her dreams were filled with the strange place Audrey had called Diagon Alley. She went through the motions over again, memorising everything about it. The sound of Jack's voice woke her up just before she got to the part where she got her wand and she made a face before opening her eyes. "I was just about to get my wand, too." She didn't bother to explain and considering he'd moved on to other things, she wasn't going to linger too long on that. "I can never eat first thing in the morning. It's like my stomach needs to wake up or something. Also you are free to cook naked if that's something you do. Just wear an apron. I won't even take a picture that I could later use to threaten you with...if you're threatened by girls texting a lot of people naked pictures of you." Alecto stretched a little. "But if you want me to photograph you like one of my French boys, we can always talk."