"Oh, see, I don't pay much mind to names. I tend to remember body parts. Now lets see, if I look at you from this angle...Ah! Brekkie boy, thought you seemed familiar." She sat down at the table, an honest smile on her face. Alicia knew George would stick her with a DE or some Ministry creep but she was relieved to see it was someone she could actually stand. If he stopped being a prat she would have to tell him well done.
A waitress stopped by dropping off food for Michael and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Aw, you even ordered for me. How did you know what I'd like?" She stole a chip off his plate before turning to the waitress and ordering one of her own along with a pint. "Mate, I'm not an expert at dating but I think you're doing it wrong."