Zacharias had settled quite nicely into his little table for the short time he remained there unbothered. He had even managed to get a old of The Times and was scanning through the headlines. He might be back in the good graces of proper pureblood society, but that didn't mean there wasn't still a mild interest in how 'the other half' lived. And he hadn't taken Muggle Studies just because it was a sort of write off class.
He was content to pretend that he hadn't spotted Ernie Macmillan right up until the man in question approached. And he was actually trying to be decent and not engage this morning. Hearing the non-question for what it was, Zacharias knew that there was no point in answering it. Ernie had already decided he was going to take the empty seat at his table. "Only if you want to talk," he said glancing up from his paper long enough to answer and take a sip from his coffee.