Forest
Forest felt the pulse of magic through her and saw the change on the newcomer's face. She kept her face impassive, waiting to read what he did next. His thoughts weren't particularly hidden, and she could sense that he wanted to make sure of who she was.
Then his face smoothed over to that of some friendly stranger wanting to chat.
"Hah, straight to the point. I like that. Well, to put it bluntly, it is not something I can talk about freely in here. It is better to talk inside, where we cannot be overheard. Would that be troublesome?"
Forest squeezed the man's hand, just a hint of supernatural strength. Enough to give uncomfortable pressure and a hint that she could shatter his hand with ease. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "What's troublesome is you using magic to read me and lying to me. That bloody pisses me off. I am a vampire, and if you want to play Van Helsing do stop this pathetic attempt of subterfuge."
Abigail
"I can still see your harry, white legs," Abigail replied in a sing-song voice as she started to grab a couple of pancakes for herself, "And someone needs to fuss over you. If I didn't, you'd probably be wandering around the police station lost and confused." They smelled heavenly and she wasn't one to turn down good baked goods.
Her eyes widened when she saw that there was orange marmalade in the fridge. The crisp taste of the citrus would harmonize with the blueberries in the pancakes. She took a couple of tablespoons of the marmalade and put it in a sauce pan. She began to heat it into a syrup like state.
"I'm more interested in yours. A magical archer? Why did he try to shoot you?"
"I just ended up in the wrong place man. Caught in the blast zone, got lucky nothing was much more than skin deep. How'd you end up here?"
Then the white-haired man looked at ehr and asked, "So is he your boyfriend? Or what?"
Abigail laughed and said, "I just met him like an hour ago. I'd just gotten to the station, had some muffins to pass around and he looked so hungry and pathetic. As to why this guy shot Law, I don't think he was aiming at Law. From what I gathered from Forest she was the real target. Law just happened to be in the way."
She took a bite of pancake, frowned, and said to Archer, "You forgot the vanilla."