It was thankfully mostly quiet around the pub today. Kenna had finished up the few rooms upstairs that needed tidying and so had moved downstairs to help restock her supplies and then set about sweeping and mopping the pub floor. It always felt some sort of sticky and she had made it her personal mission to try and remove that from the wooden floors. It was proving to be harder than she would have liked, but a new soap for her mop bucket ought to help, or so she hoped.

She was humming quietly to herself, ignoring the group of younger (even than her, which mean they must have been fresh Hogwarts graduates) patrons, going about her business and trying to stay out of the way. The less obtrusive she was, the easier her job tended to be. She had learned a few hard lessons over her employment at the inn, but was getting better at it as she went along.

"Oh, I know." She smiled kindly at the gentleman who spoke to her. He was in here often, though she did not frequent the pub itself all that often, she did like to help out when needed. It wasn't for Kenna to judge how people spent their free time or money. "It is not an uncommon occurrence with a crowd like that." She assured him as she went about her mopping near his table.