Mab murmured to a passing gentleman with a hand on his arm and then sat down opposite Nancy with absolute confidence he would fetch her the water she requested. He wasn't a waiter, just another customer. But he didn't hesitate and went to the bar immediately to speak to the woman behind the counter.

Once the girl was settled and her bags set down, Mab let her take a moment to look at her. She definitely had better things to do, but one did not pass up the opportunity to get to know a witch who might be of assistance later. "My tasks can wait." She replied. "I very much doubt that my afternoon is ruined, dear." She pulled out a small clutch and unzipped it to pull out a handkerchief, the old fashioned kind in a soft cloth instead of the disposable kind most people used. Handing it over to the girl to dry her eyes a bit, blow her nose if necessary.

The man came back with two large pint glasses of ice water and set them down looking at Mab with a hopeful expression. She smiled at him. "Well done, you may go back to your seat." The dismissal was obvious and she pushed a glass over to the girl. If she knew she was fae, a free drink from someone who was not fae would be an obvious lack of obligation. And it meant Mab could have done little to it. If she did not know Mab was fae, well, it would just be a glass of water.

"Why don't you explain the problem to me. You seem to be speaking just fine right now."