"Absolutely!! Every spy needs a day job. Otherwise, we wouldn't make very good spies. Plus, hopping around form one continent to another? It'd be pretty exhausting at any rate." Being around Mary, Hestia found herself feeling just like she had in Hogwarts. The two girls staying up late, chatting amicably about anything and everything, laughing hysterically at their jokes and mannerisms and keeping the rest of their dorm awake. It was a pity that no one else was out and about for them to disturb.
She thought it a bit odd that Mary didn't elaborate on the subject of Russia, and she could even pick up a bit in the empty expression that seemed to take over Mary's eyes. Something had happened in Russia, she could tell that much. Even if they had not been around each other in ages, Hestia knew her well enough to tell when there was something troubling her, as rare as that would seem. She didn't immediately ask about just what was bothering Mary -- Hestia had tact... sometimes.
Looking completely scandalized, Hestia's jaw was gaping open as she proclaimed "I AM NOT A HAG!! MARY, HOW DARE YOU?! I'VE COME INTO MY LOOKS QUITE NICELY, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW." Once her arm was linked with Mary's, she giggled merrily. "How's about..." She chewed her bottom lip in thought. "There's a nifty little diner down the way. Or the Leaky? They have pretty wicked chef in there."