"Thank you," Celeste said, smiling up at him through her eyelashes. "I do hope you're right about that. And that I'll see you again soon, Mr Higgs."
"Of course you will," Narcissa pronounced, making a rare spur of the moment decision. "You'll have to walk right past his office to get to the desk that I'm having set up for you first thing in the morning. You'll need a workspace here for gala work, darling. There's no sense doing it all from home."
"Of course, Grandmaman. That's very generous of you."