The bar had been closed for longer than Jo would have liked. Her clients were starting to come out of the woodwork and she was worried that they might try to retaliate against the vampires. It wasn't that she had any love for the vampires or any strong desire to see them alive, but most of the 'hunters' who frequented her bar were not really hunters. Not like back home. They were those who might be able to put together a few hex bags or who might be able to burn bones to get rid of a ghost. Those who got lucky and those who hadn't killed anything at all but who wanted to be hunters anyway.
She was glad that Harry had put the spells in place, even if she still wasn't happy about the new arrangements. There wasn't a whole lot else that could be done, not really.
So with that in mind, Jo met with her new business 'partner' to discuss reopening. She let herself into the bar and looked over at the Norse vampire. She didn't bother with niceties, though she did meet him on his half of the bar. She even resisted making a comment about over the top decadence. For now.
"So, before we open we still need a name," she started after a brief hello. She didn't really want to linger over small talk and she doubted he did either.