"Right. Of course you don't. I shouldn't mention the kinds of things that happen on St. Patrick's Day then." Terry said with a small laugh, rolling his eyes slightly.
After Aidan put the concealing charm on them, Terry nodded. "Didn't think of that since the place is under my family's name, but not a bad idea all the same."
"Ah, that would be a good idea, wouldn't it? They had them in City Hall, I made a few copies." He pulled a miniature folder from his back pocket, enlarged it, and opened it up. "Alright. By the looks of it there are..." He trailed off as he skimmed the files. "Six buildings, two of them look along the lines of warehouses and they have what looks like two floors and the regular buildings have four or five." He paused and slowly shook his head. "No, these buildings haven't been used in a decade or so, they're considered unusable, so I'd assume there's no water or electricity. We can provide light for ourselves, though, water too if we need it. But let's take a look around first, alright?" Terry gave a swift flick of his wand in the direction his of motorcycle in which it disappeared before proceeding toward the building closet to them.