Adrian didn't realize how hungry he was until he began eating. Perhaps going so long at work skipping meals to follow leads and make headway in these cases. His most recent tactic, same as most, was trying to determine the identity of the woman in the sketch going around the ministry. The sketch was being released to the public as well, and Adrian at least, felt certain that someone would have to recognise this woman sooner or later.
He took another drink of coffee and shook his head. "How these people consider laying about while touting that simply being who they are makes them better than anyone else being productive to society will never cease to amaze me," he responded. Many of his cousins didn't work and those that did simply did as their parents wished. Adrian was one of few that struck out with what he considered the proper kind of ambition for one in Slytherin to have had. It was one of the reasons he respected Kinjal, despite what some might consider a less-than-respectable occupation. She had chosen it. She was doing something. That alone was respectable, in his opinion.
"Did you know that my mother thinks we urge each other on to defy our families? She let that slip to me during our last conversation. It's partly what made me realise I'd been remiss in catching up with you."