"Pleased to meet you." He said shaking her hand a little hesitantly. She certainly wasn't blonde like Isolde or himself, he wondered if she looked like her mum as he sat watching her. "This is certainly awkward." He laughed as he asked the waitress for a glass of water. He cleared his throat and looked around the cafe before pulling out his wand and casting a discreet privacy charm.
"I talked to my father." He took a deep breath. "Of course I got nothing from that so I approached my solicitor." He paused when the waitress returned with his water. "He admitted that my father was involved but not how." He leaned forward on the table. "At this point, I am going to assume our assumptions might very well be true." He waited for her reaction.