Bianca was quite good a blending into the crowd. It helped that she was very short. Of course that same lack of height made it near impossible to get any good pictures, but she found ways around it. Through the crowds, if she needed to. She wasn't on assignment at the moment, but that didn't mean she was camera-less. One was wrapped around her neck, contrasting with her blue dress. The other camera, because she always had two on her, was tucked into her bag.
She was thirsty though and the nearby coffee shop in Diagon Alley called her name. She slipped inside, and ordered an iced latte with caramel. Once she had her order she turned around, and, while typing to get out of someone's way, bumped into a chair. Rather unfortunately, someone was sitting in it. Fortunately, she din not spill her ice cold drink all over him. "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't knock over anything, did I?" It was only then she noticed who it was. Oliver Wood, and he had a dog with him! Instantly, Bianca flushed.