Dorcas Meadowes was not a happy witch, but the despair she was felling didn't show on her face, and her eyes flicked over the cafe carefully. She was among the Inner Circle of Death eaters, she knew everyone and there were no compatriots or informants around, but even so, it was risky.
However, she had to do it. She got her tea and forced a polite expression on her face as she walked over to the table with Sirius Black and Frank Longbottom, tripping purposefully a bit, and putting a hand on the table, another around her cup so they could see she had no wand. "I want to help you," she whispered quietly.
And then, "How have you two been? It feels odd to be out, doesn't it?"