Kenzi nods thoughtfully - she's been homeless before, she knows how hard it can be finding someplace to stay and that London's political climate doesn't particularly help a witch out either.

"Say no more, honey."

Kenzi goes to the front door and puts down the 'gone to lunch' sign into the window. She wants to give Alice a tour, and she can't do that while worrying about customers.

"Let me take you upstairs! There are some spare rooms for witches who're looking for a safe place to crash."

She heads towards the stairs, but still waits for the girl to follow at the base of them.

"What's your name?"