It was Genevieve's rule of thumb that if she was stopping for coffee, she got some for Emily too. It wasn't a sucking up thing, because Branxton's did NOT suck up. It was a... CYA thing. She'd get sent out for coffee eventually, so if she showed up with it, then she was already ahead of that task and wouldn't miss any of the good stuff.

Which, honestly... this was not. Yes, Genevieve showed up to work wearing denim and flannel and a big puffy coat, her bag packed with shrunken camping equipment, but it didn't mean that she was excited by the idea. Wizards and witches had left the wilderness to build houses and offices and pizzarias, so why in the world would they head back out? That was called devolution.

"Emily," she offered the coffee before spotting the young woman's cup. Sigh. Someone already brought her coffee. "So who's excited to go freeze off our bums in the wild?" She offered the cup of coffee to Simon instead.