Angelina looked around as she made her way from an apparition point to the restaurant. She was rather fond of muggle London. Bridges collapsed. Freak hurricanes. Whatever was going on in their world had leaked into the muggle one, but they didn't really feel the danger. Walking down the street in muggle London didn't make her hair stand on end.
Angelina looked down at the parchment with Roger's scribbled down and eyed the sushi bar a bit strangely for a minute. She scoffed and gave a slight chuckle, shaking her head as she stuffed the paper back into her bag. "That prat." She couldn't help but be slightly impressed.
Angelina wasn't entirely sure how she'd gone from jokingly asking the he buy her a drink to "Dress up. I'm not wasting you on the Leaky or Three Broomsticks." to dinner, but here she was dressed up (granted not to what she considered the nines or anything) and now waiting. Sure she'd been a few minutes early, but just a couple of minutes before he finally showed up she was tapping her fingers on the table and telling herself that if he didn't show in five minutes she was out.
Sure enough he showed up just under the wire. "Slick, Davies." She said, mostly in regards to sneaking dinner, but partly to him showing up couple minutes under her time limit. "You might owe me two pints now for keeping me waiting."