[Raven is using Molly for information and entertainment, so the least she can do is give her something more comfortable to look at. In most other situations she wouldn't bother to go out of her way to do this, but Molly has been kind and forthcoming so far--almost annoyingly so. There's something about her that's a little hard to dislike, though she can't put her finger on what it is.]

Right. So you like men. I'm not sure what your Gus looks like, but..

[Raven reaches to take her arm as her blue skin and black dress shift into herself to be replaced by the sleeve of a tailored Armani suit, gently tanned olive skin, medium length black hair, a fair amount of tasteful stubble, and eyes so blue they could pass for gray. Even her voice had deepened.]

This should do. Now, I'm sure you have as many questions for me as I have for you.

[Urging Molly along seems reasonable, just in case she frightened of what just happened. Inside the bar seems like any other small town drinking establishment--very ordinary. It would do.]