Right so they were apparently going to avoid that topic all together. Which was just more of a confirmation to Tracey that Zacharias was the father. Another lovely mess on top of everything. Tracey almost wanted to ask if he'd told his mother yet, especially considering who the prospective mother was. But that would be a snarky comment reserved for later.
At the cue that Zacharias wanted to go, Tracey finished drinking down, which made she made a face about, since most of the irish cream settled at the bottom and she tasted it all in that last gulp. "Yes right, I'm just pacing myself," she said. Tracey had the liquid courage to face the public now. "Just give me a minute," she said leaving the kitchen and heading towards her bedroom. She tossed off the shirt she was wearing for something cleaner and neater, before heading into the bathroom where Tracey performed a quick charm for the bare minimum of make up.
When Tracey was fit to be seen in her own opinion, she headed back to Zacharias. "Alright let's go, I'm starving now."