Sana shrugged, for the plans she had made consisted of eating dinner and listening to Azah's ideas about furthering Dem's. "I just thought we'd have dinner and talk, and get you a night away from the kitchen before you do whatever this expansion entails, which I presume means you'll be doing it a bit more, whether you want to or not?" she asked, trying not to look very amused at the prospect of Azah being deprived direct control over what was being sent out on the plates that left her kitchen.
If they wound up wanting something other than fish and chips, there was a kitchen, a professional chef, and someone who liked taking over the stove on occasion to drive the professional chef a little bit crazy. Sana pointed to a bend in the path beyond which was the tree grove. "It's just past there," she said. "And it's pretty safe to come and go between the trees, all but one of the families that lives down this end are wizarding, and I think the Brewsters enjoy having oddball neighbors, since they're a bit funny for Muggles."