Zach waved his wand to clear a decent sized table. It was mostly his notes, so he just stacked them in an organized fashion based off what felt right at the moment. He had time to go through it later. "Oh eating here is just fine," Zach grinned. He supposed clearing the table made it obvious. Oh well.
"I can help set up if you like," Zach offered. Romilda had already made and prepared everything, which made this his best lunch of the week. it was the least he could do. And for a brilliantly fun meal...and probably afternoon.