"Mmm, well I'm a bit too blonde to do Marion justice but I definitely do not have the figure to do Willie justice. I suppose I could always try to find a wig," Coraline said running a hand through her hair. Coraline smiled as Aidan pushed his drink across for her, Coraline let her hand drop to his thigh squeezing in thanks before she reached for the drink making happy little noises as she drank. "Okay, I think they must put something in these because honestly this is the best pint since home."

Coraline was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. She'd never been much of a drinker as she tended to get a bit loose lipped and then people tended to think she was well, strange especially when she talked about ghosts and people who weren't there.

"Are there lots of people like us? People who can see... I mean, its always just been me. I tried meeting some of those psychics who say they can talk to the dead but honestly it's always just them and a little ear piece and someone connected to the internet." Coraline said taking another mouthful before placing the glass down on the table. Placing her hand on his knee, Coraline leaned forward looking at Aidan curiously. "It's just I've never met anyone like you before."