Who: Hannah Abbott & Theodore Nott What: A random encounter Where: The Leaky Cauldron When: Early afternoon on Tuesday 5th May Status: In progress
At approximately two o'clock every afternoon the Leaky Cauldron would empty, as if by magic, with those who had come for lunch returning to work for the afternoon, leaving the staff with nothing to do for the next few hours until it was time to serve dinner. As nice as it was to have a breather and a chance to actually sit down, Hannah couldn't help but, after half an hour or so, begin to feel a little bored. Tom's arthritis was bothering him more than it usually did so he had taken the opportunity to go and have a lie down, leaving Hannah alone with no one to chat to.
After checking the dinner menu, cleaning the kitchen and wiping the bar down (by hand) the blonde eventually dragged a stool behind the bar and, perching rather precariously atop it, balanced a chalk board on her knee as she began to write up the dinner specials. "and Cockles..." Hananh murmered to herself as she wrote, entirely wrapped up in what she was doing. So much so, in fact, that she didn't hear the pub door open. It was only when she heard the familiar sound of stool legs scratching against the wooden floor that she realised that she had company. "Hang on one second will you?" She asked, raising her free hand to indicate that she would not be long. "I just need to finish this....raspberry crumble...there we go!"
Hannah looked up with a smile. "What can I get for you?"