Hermione smiled at Narcissa. "It's a good thing you aren't my mother, right?" she joked, not realizing Narcissa's fears about the matter. "Because you aren't dragging and I am having a very nice time," she assured her.
"Sounds grand," she agreed. Looking at the quaint little bistro, she found it quite darling. However, she feared it was quite expensive! She had never been in there before, having assumed that the few times they walked by.
Walking over to a table set back on the patio, hoping for a little privacy, Hermione asked, "Is this all right?"