Peter flinched when he realised who was standing there glaring at him. She was older, too, he had to keep remembering that people were different ages. It wasn't as bad as Remus had been, but still.
"Er. Hi, Emmeline..." he said, more than a little cautiously. He was glad the tirade she'd lobbed at him was in writing, not in person. She'd been so friendly the last time he'd seen her at the Order Meeting, he hadn't quite expected it, though of course he knew he should have. "Um. Do you work here?"