Being able to see this side of Jules was exciting. She had gotten to see his home, now he was getting to see hers as well. It was warm and cozy, somehow it felt very Jules. That timeless, classic, romantic feel. Yes, he could see her in every inch of the space as he entered the cottage with her.
His eyes swept the room, taking it all in, before they came to fall back on her. "Definitely need some music. What are you thinking?" He asked, moving to sit on a stool next to the pumpkins. His wand was brought from his pocket, set down on the table as he looked at the medium sized pumpkin he chose to set in front of him. "Do you think we have enough that we can carve one for each home? You can do one for my home, I'll do one for yours?" he asked curiously.