"Oh thank fuck." Jeff's relief is immediate and palpable, even if the protective, fatherly part of him wants to shield Athena from any and all creepy shenanigans. Still, some of the tension drains from his muscles as he looks at the window again. Right now, there's nothing out of the ordinary inside the shop, or in their reflections on the glass.

"I thought it was just me," he admits, Athena being one of the few people in the world who would catch the significance of that. "Let's, ah... find somewhere a little less haunted to catch up."