Georgia at once knew the look on his face. She didn't really know where he could sit either. After all, all the other seats were taken, and he looked a little uncomfortable. She looked around attempting to find a place for him to be. "Toby," she said softly, not necessarily to him, wondering what to do. She stood up.
"I had a great time!" Georgia rubbed her belly. "I loved cheering for all the new first years! What about you? Did you have a good time? Sit down," she instructed, all but pushing him into the chair. When he was finally settled in, Georgia climbed into his lap, though not too close to him. Perhaps they weren't this comfortable with each other, but she was well on her way, he with any luck he would be soon too. "How was your summer? I'm so thrilled to be back."
The question wasn't really a good one - she had seen him over the summer a small handful of times - but she asked it anyway. It seemed customary. Georgia nearly asked him about Bernard, but as she was ever the observer, she knew their relationship was a little rocker and chose a nicer topic. "Are you going to join my book club?"