"Morning, Healer Sumner," Ted said lightly, spinning around in his chair to face her. Eyes alighting on the parchment, he took it from her hand and unrolled it, quickly scanning its contents.
Alana Banks. That must have been the name of the woman in Relic's shop. At least his instincts hadn't wrong, thankfully.
The metamorphmagus glanced up at the healer. "Thank you for getting this to me, Healer Sumner. I trust you've already recommened that Ms. Banks come and see me?" he asked, never mind the fact that he had already taken steps in that direction. There were rules of propriety that needed to be followed and he would follow them to the best of his ability.