"That's lucky," Hermione said softly. She didn't really know if lucky was the right word however, it wasn't entirely clear how exactly they had all come to be there. Luck may not have had anything to do with it. Following the woman's hand as she gestured down the street, Hermione considered the offer. The restaurant did sound far more appealing than her apartment, as did the option of speaking about what was going on with someone who had been there longer than she had. "I'd like that," she answered, a smile crossing her face. "And it's nice to meet you. I'm Hermione."