When Olivia was done looking around, she sort of hid behind her mother when Neville said her name. She peeked at him, more of her blue tutu sticking out from behind her mother then her face. Hannah gently urged the child out from behind her, "Yes, this is Olivia. Livey, poppit, this is mummy's friend, Neville. Say hello."
All Neville got was a shy little wave.
"The lift wasn't really a problem, we apparated in." she added, "I like it though, lots of ambient light, good air quality, nice exposure. I'm sure it's perfect for mandrakes, even if your neighbors probably hate you."