Albie handled the payment swiftly, pressing Maria's change back into her hand. He wasn't so good at handling the prospect of tears, though. He had a younger sister and plenty of girl cousins, so he was at least familiar with that tone and expression. "Hannah's good like that."
It had taken him a moment to realise what she was implying, thinking back to the last time he'd seen her post on Winstagram. Yes, maybe he'd been checking to see if she'd posted anything and he hadn't seen it, but that was neither here nor there.
Albie knew he couldn't let her try and Floo home until she'd had a chance to even out - who knew which hearth she would step out of if her voice cracked. He slipped out from behind the bar. "Let's go sit for a bit," he said, thinking of the empty function room. "I could do with a break."