Dom grinned at him. He was nervous. She could tell that. And he was almost a decade younger than she was. It wasn't going to be the normal uncle-niece relationship, that was for certain. So she was going to have to take the lead here. Dom could do that.
"Thanks. I'm sort of the manager here. It's not working at the Ministry, but it'll do." She wrung her hands a little bit, trying to ease away any remaining fidgeting. "Well, our table's ready for us whenever we are, if you're hungry. Otherwise, I can give you the grand tour."