Eileen grabbed the little pad of paper she kept in her apron and wrote it down. She was usually pretty good with names, but this way she could just leave it for Kieran if they passed like ships in the night as they usually did. After tucking it back in her pocket, Eileen stretched out a hand. "Eileen Buchanan, care for a drink while you're here?" It felt weird not asking, even though he'd come in for a different reason.