[ Clara stands somewhat beside him, but not too close. Just to give him perspective as she points. ]

See that tree with a branch that looks like a hook?

[ It might take a moment, but it's there, one branch drooping a little in a perfect imitation of Hook's hook. It's about a half block away, so not too far. ]

Right behind that tree. Not a big place, and I haven't tried the coffee myself, but I'm coated in it, and I don't mind. That has to count for something.