Kenzi holds Maera inside her jacket and smuggles her onto the tube and towards Enfield. She'll be taking Maera to the Seven Sisters where she and the other Midnight witches are fronting as people working in a psychic shop. It's a little on the nose, as far as Kenzi is concerned, but it's almost so stupid it's brilliant. Almost.

Kenzi takes her into her own little corner of the workshop in the back on the groundfloor and gently places her on a table. Hopefully the ride wasn't too awful.

"Okay! Let's see what we're working with."

Kenzi studies the bottle Maera is trapped in with her chin against the table and her nose mere inches from the bottle. It's not a flattering angle, but then she isn't interested in looking pretty right now. Kenzi enjoys puzzles and this is one that she's eager to crack.

"Do you think you could fit out of the neck? Or maybe I should break it?"