Coffee machine, perfect - he doesn't have to go through the pretension of some old fashioned shit that Alastor would be obsessed with. He started peeking through the cabinets she hadn't opened until he plucked out a pair of mugs for them, setting them by the pot and leaning against the counter.

"You know, Charlie, I could pull a few strings and get some mini fridges in the rooms for guests as things expand - accountability is good, of course, but if this whole place fills up, the personal items fridge may not be able to handle it all."