Pansy looked at the man. Merlin's shiny knickers, she was stuck with some old man? "I just well, arrived this morning. I really have no idea who lives here, other than the two of us." She put down her magazine and stood up, walking to the kitchen area. "So perhaps there is another gentleman here."
Pansy looked around, a bit amused. She would have to get used to not having a house elf. Good thing she at least knew how to make simple things, like order takeout and make reservations. "That would be lovely, thank you. I'm Pansy Parkinson."