Rachel nodded to greet Kara, taking another drag of her cigarette before placing it in the nearest ashtray. "Hi, Kara. I'm glad you could make it. The living room's this way. And... thanks. It isn't mine, my bubbe owns it. She was going to have it turned into rental units, but... well, I needed a place in Locke and she offered." And before she could risk forgetting, she just sorta. Picked up that ashtray again.

She started to walk... well, walk wasn't quite the right word. She started to glide again back down the hall, hovering about an inch off of the floor. Rachel cast a look back, half-smiling and gesturing for them to follow. "Come on, both of you."