Nodding slowly, she tugged one of the cups out of its place and took a sip. She always hated when coffee was piping hot, but the trip up had given it time to cool and all the cinnamon she'd dumped into it had settled nicely.
"Sounds as good as anywhere. Especially considering you'll probably be using that first. I regretted not doing my bed stuff first, I was sleeping on the sofa for two days."
Eloise's gaze swept over the piles of boxes; at least everything seemed organized. Her free hand wandered down to her belt, where her wand was wedged against her hip. With a little wave, she pointed it at one of the further boxes. "This pile?"