Narcissa had dressed much more modestly than she had when she'd met Severus in the Three Broomsticks earlier in the week. The weather, it seemed, had taken quite the dip in temperature, prompting her to add a few more layers to her evening attire. She was happen to get out of the house, of course, and happier still to be spending an evening with her adored husband.
There was quite a bit that she'd thought on lately, but little of it did she think she could share. She wasn't about to tell Lucius what Snape had said, and she certainly wasn't going to tell him that she'd found out Sirius had a child and that she was an aunt to more than just that Tonks cretin.
"Of course." She said sweetly, touching her husband's arm. "And quite excited as well, I should add."