"And that's why I like staying here," Jules teases, not so half-asleep that she can't manage a little humor. There are a number of other reasons why she does, not the least of which is the pale-haired witch in the other room, but none of them involve coffee already being made in the morning. She trusts Marcus will know that, smiling crookedly at him over her shoulder as she goes to the counter to fix her coffee.

"Yeah, she is. I dunno for how much longer, but."