Despite some more pressing matters, Harry was determined to be at this meeting. He wanted to know more about this city, and this seemed like it might have a few answers. Or at least some good questions to point his own (currently sidelined) research.
He looked around for a sign-in sheet or something, but then settled on heading for the refreshments table. Tea wasn't his thing, exactly, but he poured out a mug anyway, loading it with cream and sugar. With his other hand, he found a thick, cream-filled pastry and took a bite. Not bad.
As he was looking back at the pastries, he saw a baffled-looking redheaded woman enter the hall. "Is this normal?" she asked, to one one in particular, though she seemed to settle her gaze on the shorter of the dark-haired men, looking at Eames. "I mean, do lots of alternate dimensions host a tea and information seminar when you arrive, or am I just...lucky? Or really unlucky, if you need to warn people on things. Then again, when you do the crazy alternate dimension thing, most of the time, there's lots of scary things to run away from. Or kill, if you know, they're all evil and trying to kill you first. But I let my friend handle that part. She's.... strong." She looked around the same way Harry had. "Is there a sign-in sheet or something? I'm Willow."