"The museum, really?" Hestia asked, a bit surprised. She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting him to say, but it seemed to fit. It was certainly more of a low-profile job than playing professional quidditch was. She wondered what would cause him to leave his home and come here to work in the quidditch museum, but Hestia knew it wasn't her place to ask. "I've never visited before. Hopefully it's an enjoyable job?"
"I would certainly be happy to offer my services to you, Mr. Krum," Hestia said with a smile. When he asked her about a drink she hesitated, but after a second Tom delivered her usual drink, happily displaying his toothless grin. She smiled sheepishly at him before returning to her conversation with Viktor.
She'd been spending so much time at the hospital, Hestia was quite unsure of what to do with herself in these situations. Of course it went against hospital protocol to flirt with patients, but here she was neither at St. Mungo's, nor was she with a patient.