Pansy had to think for a few minutes to put names to faces. She rather though Colin was the person she still needed to speak to about a camera. The name Cormac wasn't giving her anything, but who could forget Seamus Finnigan. The poor boy had had quite the bad luck with his wand back at school.
Natalie,
I'm sorry that people you know are ill, darling. You take care of yourself, too, you hear me? Just because you've gotten better doesn't mean you can't have a relapse if you try to do too much too soon!
Do you need anything? One of my elves has been trying to feed us me like I'm twelve people. Or I could send a few of the elves from the Inn to the market for you, if you need something?