Leo + Marlene
"My mother," Leo said, without a hint of shame at being a thirty-four year old man afraid of his mother. Porpentina Goldstein was not a woman to take lightly. "She thinks I don't socialize enough with two-legged creatures." He'd tried to reason that any number of magical species had two legs, but it hadn't passed her cross examination.
Money. Everything always seemed to come back to money. "But if you don't enjoy what you do, what's the point?" But maybe she liked fetching coffee and taking notes, he didn't know her. "Unlikely in this crowd, but thanks. I can tell my mother that I honestly had a nice conversation with someone I didn't know, and the world didn't end. So thanks." He gave her another grin as they went their separate ways.