By the time Zacharias arrived, Dominic had already pulled out one of the tables to set his drink on. Together, they pulled out a few more of the chessboard-sized tables and set about transfiguring them into a larger one that would hold the projector and whatever notes Zacharias had brought with him. "You really got the projector to work in your flat?" Dominic asked, surprised. It wasn't that he had doubted Zacharias' abilities, only that it seemed quick to have managed it when as far as he knew the request had only been made the day before.
Once the table was set up, Dominic brought over two chairs, preferring to work by hand for this. Further magic would only complicate things more and so he'd avoid it for things where it was unnecessary. "A lot of the magic on the building is mine," he admitted. "I can walk you through it, and through what I was planning to do in here. Though, if it's easier I can just bring in cushions and seating to limit the amount of magic."
He looked around, considering. It would be more work - or at least, a different kind of work - to get chairs and cushions up the stars without magic, but not impossible by any means. "Seamus has talked me through his wards on the main building, too, so I can make sure I don't interfere with them. The only thing I don't know how to put up and take down are the wards on his personal flat on the top floor."