Fleur paused for a second, almost startled to see the man at the table, a quick flash back to the horror that was her first night on the island (which still made her incredibly uncomfortable in the home she was supposed to occupy). It took her a second to realize that he was the other man who lived here, the one she'd seen only in passing. Despite the fact that the house was twice as full as the homes typically occupied around the town, Fleur rarely intereacted with the other two living in the house, usually only the little boy who she found incredibly adorable. She tried not to take up too much space, especially with her "job" which she did primarily from home, because there wasn't any rush on jewelry, nor was she that fantastic at it.
"Hello." She said politely to the man, as she set the bags from the grocery store down before flinging a few spells to send them sailing away into their proper places. "I was going to make sandwiches, would you like one?"