"Rum and coke." she said with a grin. She was in the mood to drink.
"Michael?" she frowned and reached for her coat to retrieve her journal out of her pocket. "Is he alright?" the look of near panic on her face replaced the earlier happiness. "Fuck, I am going to kill him, what the hell was he doing near direwolves?" Her heart was pounding harshly and she felt panic settling in. "I have to find out if he is alright.." she trailed off as she flipped through the pages of her journal searching for anything from him.
She looked up, "Is he still at St. Mungo's?" She didn't expect Penny to know but she couldn't help the panic.