Apparating into the drawing room, Delaney stood and waited for Marcus to invite her to sit, manners that had been hard wired into her being hard to ignore.
She could smell the food and it was making her hungry, but that was hardly news - everything was making her hungry these days. Despite her desire to appear aloof and collected, she couldn't help sniffing the air a little. It smelled delicious.
"Hello," she greeted coolly. She still wasn't quite over him telling her to calm down in the manner he had.