Lucy pursed her lips to one side. "It's weird," she admitted. "I've still got friends here, though I hadn't seen them for years, and they're welcoming me back like I was never away." She smiled at that, tipping her head slightly to one side. "Hufflepuff, right? But in... all the other ways, I guess I don't know where my place is. I have a muggle job, I go to a muggle doctor, I still shop in Angel rather than Diagon Alley." It occurred to Lucy that this was rather heavy conversation for a first date - fortunately she was saved from continuing by the waitress arriving with their food.
Once the waitress had rearranged things on their table to make room for plates and glasses and cutlery, Lucy attempted to turn to topic of the conversation in a more casual direction. "So, I know you work at Finnigan's - but what do you do when you're not working or putting yourself up for charity raffles?"