Her insulting comment failing to erupt the afternoon into a shouting match, Mrs. Delacour returned to eating herself. Another opportunity would present itself some time. Fleur breathed a sigh of relief, glad that there wasn't any fighting.
"Eet ees vell. Vee are vaiting vor your father's next book."
Gabrielle didn't want anyone else to come! Glaring at Marcos, she wished the not-of-their-blood boy would go away. She had snuck off to make love to Lisa! Pouting, she hung back and waited for dessert to be finished so they could take it back with them.