"Hi," Millicent said. She was tolerant of nicknames from certain people, though didn't make a habit of giving them herself. Mil was much better than Millie, though; it sounded less diminutive. "Brought you something."
Right to the point, as was her way. It wasn't really intended as a surprise, so it didn't need any buildup. If Bayleigh liked surprises, it would be enough of a surprise just because this wasn't normally a day when she might receive gifts.
Taking the old silver key out of her pocket, she held it out. It was always cold to the touch, and even though its link to its lock had been severed, still made Millicent's fingers tingle with old magic when she touched it. "It's from Azkaban," she explained, though Bayleigh had been there, so she probably knew that already.