There are a couple lounge chairs set up near the pool, and the sun's got down enough that the automatic lights have switched on so there's a soft glow throughout the backyard and the water is lit a stunning blue from below. Coop sets the pizzas on a table between them, and he hadn't bothered to ask if she wants a plate because this is how they'd done it back in Paris. They'd order out and eat straight from the box, whether it be pizza like this or something from the one Chinese restaurant within a twenty-mile radius of where they'd lived.

It's familiar and to his surprise, it isn't painful.

Flipping open the lids of the boxes, he lets out a soft sigh as he thinks about the answer to her question. "There are ways," Coop tells her, nodding as he makes eye contact with her again. "But they all require magic. Have you met Joel and Spencer? Married couple, they own that bookstore Crossroads? Anyway, there was this... thing that happened last year, someone broke into their house and-- I don't know, bad shit went down. Point is, Joel put an enchantment on the house so nobody gets in now without a verbal invitation from one of them."

He reaches for a slice of pizza, taking a bite as he leans against the back of the chair, one leg bent at the knee as he stretches out. "I could ask him to do that for you, if you want. He's good at that kind of thing, protection charms and potions and all that. Doesn't mean you'd be invincible but maybe it would help give you some peace of mind." He pauses, shrugging a shoulder as his gaze shifts downward. "Would make me feel a lot better, too, knowing you're a little safer."