Aggie rolled her eyes. "You're married, not dead. You're allowed to look, you know," she teased.
She nodded, remembering when she was young and her father had a house elf of his own. There had always been excellent food on the table, and the house was never dirty. She even vaguely remembered using the elf to play dress up and practice using makeup. She'd also practiced catching and tying him up in her own game of Aurors and Death Eaters.
"It wasn't just the food. You're an impeccable hostess, and I had fun. It was nice to see Kin again, and I had a nice little chat with your cousin Astoria. As for Kin and Roger, I suppose they were a little chummy. She's always had an easier way with blokes, though."
They entered the cafeteria and Aggie led the way over to the drinks. "I need a coffee before I fall asleep. And you?"