Adrian chuckled as Alicia and Liam joined him and Isla. When she kissed his cheek and called him babe he had a moment of feeling his cheeks warm in a blush and wasn't quite she way. They'd been friendly for nearly two years but not of the physically comfortable sort, and he didn't think anyone had ever called him babe. It, somehow, sounded right coming from her though, and he blamed that feeling for the slight pink of his face.
"Coffee to go it is, then," at her mention of the pitch he looked down at his hoodie and sighed, "I completely forgot we'd be going to Portree - you don't mind if you show up to work with someone in the enemies colors, do you?" He could always charm the logo away for the day, but his transfiguration and charms weren't his strength.
"And what about you, Isla?" He asked, scooping the giggling girl up into his arms as they moved quickly into the kitchen for coffee and the bag of pastries followed the group. "You don't mind being seen with a Falcons fan, yeah?"