"Me neither," Bryony admitted, "until I went to make tea. But I had the door open, so I think I'd have heard Cadmus or Ophelia arrive." She did tend to keep an ear out for arrivals, if only so she knew how many teas and coffees to make when she paused for a break. Besides, it was in her nature to be aware of who was around her. She chewed her lower lip for a moment then finished off her biscuit. "I'm doing a portrait for my sister and it's... difficult."
Bryony shifted forward on the sofa, always interested to learn more about the muggle world. "They've been explained to me, but I've never actually seen one," she admitted. It had been described, by some of her housemates at school, as being like a wizarding photograph of a play, but one that always showed the same things in the same order and that had sound as well as visuals. "Aren't all the films animated?" A still film would be just a large photograph, surely? And Bryony wasn't even going to guess at what live-action might mean.