Victiore leaned back on the couch and brough her knees up to her chest to hug them as she spoke to her sister. She wanted Teddy, and she wouldn't really be able to think of much else until he had the time to feel better, and until then, she'd be feeling like her world had fallen out from underneath her.
"The Velvet Room is a restaurant here." She said as she thought about it for a second. She wished she had a job that she couldn't help but love here, but being a chef at a buffet wasn't like that for her. If she did, she might have been able to force what was happening from her mind long enough to go to work. "I'm a cook at another of the restaurants, and Teddy runs the .... projectors, I think they're called, in the movie theater. There are a lot of muggle things here." She said that last sentence with a bit of disdain. She really didn't like muggle things. It was why she only watched the television when she was able to cuddle up with Teddy on the couch, because he loved most of the muggle things. He had learned a lot from Harry.