She managed a smile at his introduction, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. She wondered if the rest of it meant she'd been right and he wasn't from around here, either, or if it was some metaphor she wasn't quite in the frame of mind to grasp right now.
Emerald eyes narrowed slightly at the man who bumped into Lee, but it wasn't as though there weren't rude people everywhere -- especially in Diagon Alley in late August.
I'd rather know how to get back, she thought, but she supposed if this was a common occurrence, he might have addressed that already. "That ... would be fine," she agreed after a brief pause. "I ..." She hesitated again, glancing around uneasily before she settled her gaze back on him. "What ... year is it? Things seem a bit ... out dated," she hedged.