The simple instructions were something she could remember for later, which was good because she liked to learn new recipes. And she really liked that Richard knew what he was doing in the kitchen. It wasn't often that she found men who could cook anything besides burnt toast.
"I really am glad my dad approves of my job, otherwise I would be at the Ministry doing something or other," she said, leaning her hip against the counter as she watched him. "My father has a desk job there in the Hit wizard office actually. I'm sure he would take a meeting with you if I mentioned your name to him. He hasn't worked out in the field since my mother died."