Lavender froze again, her heart beating fast hearing Macanir yell her name. "Oh hell," she said to herself, trying to think quickly. How was she going to explain this?
She slowly turned back around to face the man. "Hi. Ah... I was just heading into the..." she paused to glance up at the name on the pub sign. "Fox and Fiddle. I'm meeting someone there. What a coincidence?" She said nervously, forcing a smile. "Oh, and It's actually Lavender, Lestrange now," she decided to correct him.