Renèe had been working herself to the bone for the past several weeks. It was probably not the healthiest idea, especially being as far along as she was with her pregnancy, but considering John's best friend and niece's fiancee was currently wasting away as a prisoner in Tinworth, along with all the other citizens who unfortunately found themselves stuck there, this wasn't the time to take things easy. If she could manage to make her idea work, if the mission she was so diligently devoting her life to was successful, then maybe she'd take a small vacation. She had a feeling John would be in full support of that plan.
Today though was her one day she did manage to give herself off without guilt. It was Sunday, after all, and everyone needed a quick 24 hour reprieve from the real world before delving back into the mountains of work at the Ministry of Magic. She had decided earlier that day she wanted to cook dinner, and informed John of such. It had been a while since she had actually cooked something a bit more complex, and she had in her mind a good beef bourguignon, as well as some sort of gratin for dinner. Maybe a nice salad, and of course, some wine for John to enjoy as well.
She had made her way to the store by early afternoon, if only so she had plenty of time to get home and prepare. The ingredients were easy enough to obtain, but she realized rather quickly she had gotten herself quite a handful of food. Oh well, it wouldn't be too difficult to get back. All she had to do was make it to the floo at the Leaky..
Exiting the store, she only made it about half a block when she heard the loud tearing noise as one of her paper bags fell apart, scattering her onions and garlic on the pavement, several of them rolling a bit away from her. "Pour l'amour de Dieu!" she exclaimed in an exasperated fashion, trying her best to reach her wand, but also not wanting to drop the rest of her supplies either. The giant stomach in front of her wasn't making anything any easier either. Merlin, this was annoying. She'd never had these kinds of problems before.
Sighing, she tried to squat down and fetch one of her runaway onions..