Romilda eyed the portly wizard that addressed her, feeling rather like she did when she got bar work and tipsy men several times her age tried chatting her up. The grin he gave her didn't really help his case and she was quite prepared to claim that she only spoke Italian until she heard the code words.
She pushed up her glasses, still not used to the feel of them resting on her nose. "Actually, I think you'll find that's Uranus." Though she smirked, she didn't offer any real sort of greeting to follow. She still wasn't sure just how involved she wanted to get with people and on that she would follow his lead - he'd done a lot more of this sort of thing than she had, so he was the expert for now.