Magnolia pursed her lips when she said he was a fae, that already put up some bad points on his end. Anything not witch put a bad taste in her mouth - at least for long term opportunities when it came to Alana. Ultimately, anything had a good taste in Magnolia's mouth. A little lean could work, sometimes those men had the stamina of the gods, but the information was just too slim for Magnolia to approve. Besides, considering he was under six foot it just wouldn't end up working out.
After having taken her shot, she sipped at her drink. There was a discriminating brow raise when she tried to play off the stress weighing on her as just a week, or a month, or even a year. Something else was getting to Alana, and it frustrated Magnolia because she deserved it a little easier at least. "Alright, tackling one thing at a time we're going to look at your spawnling," she said while clearing her throat. "That little one is smarter than she ought to be at that age. She's clearly taking after you. Now, I say I'll take her out every Wednesday after school. No I'm not keeping her for the night, I do gotta work," she grinned calming a fear she knew Alana might have considering Magnolia happened to let the girl stay up later than she should and it would be a hard thing actually watching over the kid while at work. Daisy was a good dog, but she wasn't the dog from Peter Pan.
"Wednesdays, will be the day I take her and wear her out. Make her run in circles, or, give her someone that isn't Mommy to complain to. She's probably got her own worries now, and I know you wanna be the one she goes to, you will be soon enough once she realizes she's got the best Momma ever. I can at least soothe that out, and maybe encourage her to see you as the cool mom. Just do not wear mom-jeans. I will excommunicate you," her last statement was honest, and direct. She glared at Alana with her full intent of holding her to it as well. In truth, all of her words she knew wouldn't bring any relief to her friend, it was still going to bother her, and Mags knew that. However, if she could at least bring out a smile, or have Alana get so fed up with Magnolia's teasing that she gave back some of what she got, then it was worth it.
"Now your sisters. Little one is doing good isn't she? Older one, ehn, she'll sort herself out, always has. But Saoirse, she's got the pack around her, I thought her paintings were selling well too?" She asked with an arch of her brow.
The subject of Gabriel though, that was a little harder to approach. Even Magnolia worried a little about him. She wasn't nearly as close to him as Alana either. Childhood friend turned vampire, turned Calpulli crony, turned Quetzala pet? It was a good deal of fuckery that Magnolia would need a few more shots to tackle. The waitress that had given them their chips and dip was passing by again so Magnolia asked for another two rounds of shots to be brought to the table before she turned her attention to Alana again and started eating the chips and dip.