Parvati didn't need to be told twice. With a wide smile, she took George's arm and was happily led inside. Once inside her breath left her again; she never imagined she could be so enchanted by something built by muggles. From the gilded walls to the chandeliers, Parvati drank it all in and had to be practically dragged by George to their appointed table.
The waiter pulled out her chair and bade her sit, and she happily obliged. "Madam, what can I get for you to drink?" the waiter asked in perfect English. "Butt-" she stopped herself. Right, they would not have butterbeer here. "Um, water. Water is fine. Thank you!" She looked across at George, her face going soft with a smile of appreciation.
"Thank you for bringing me here, George. This is gorgeous! I'll have to try extra hard to top a surprise like this!"