“Oh!” Eleanor smiled, momentarily confused to find out that the flowers not only were for her, but that they weren’t from Gaspard. Flowers from a complete stranger was… it was sweet and odd at the same time. “Well, thank you, Miss Zabini,” she said and took the proffered hand. “It’s nice to meet you. Uhm…”
She looked back to Mr. Zabini. “I can put Stasis Charms on the food if you prefer to postpone your lunch, Mr. Zabini.”