Claire was in the middle of stuffing face when she heard the knock on the door. Most other times, she would've almost automatically dismissed it as antics from the resident poltergeist- fucker had a tendency to get a lot more annoying when she ignored it's ploys for attention. But this time, she was actually expecting someone.
With Sam and Dean off doing their thing somewhere, the house was too quiet anyway.
She pushed back from her pile of sword-sharpening and polishing supplies at the table and jogged to the front door. With a mouth still half full of chocolate chip cookie, she offered the other girl a sideways smile in greeting.
"Hey- Thalia?" she finally said once her bite was gone, and backed up on the door so she could come in.