Romilda didn't fail to notice the way Gilbert brightened at the sight of his friend, and grinned to herself. Well, this might be easier than planned.
"I'm Romilda Vane," she said brightly. "Hit witch, friend of Zach's--" she gestured to Zach-- "Who works for Gilbert." She conjured another set of plate, silverware, and a glass for their new guest, and pushed the food containers in her direction. "I brought the lunch. I hope you like Italian food!"