Luca smiled at the other customers pleasantly but today he wasn't here to do the lord's work, he was here to meet the redhead from earlier. He wasn't sure what good he could do here, but he had been invited, so here he was.

His smile widened when he was noticed by the familiar bartender and Luca took a seat by the bar counter. The woman who left with hurry also got a smile from him, no judgement here.

"No tea?" he asked. Usually you could get a cup of tea in any establishment in Britain. Perhaps not in this one. "Thank you," he said as if it had been a genuine welcome.