Arrivals & Drinks - Hannah & Quinn
"Thank you," Marietta replied, doing her best to hide her amusement at the act they were putting on. "I've been here the better part of a year now, actually. And I've managed to keep it relatively neat." She motioned for the pair to follow her past the living room and into the kitchen, which had been enchanted to be a bit bigger than usual in order to fit the buffet tables necessary for dinner. With an unnecessary flourish, Mari indicated the direction of the icebox to Hannah, and then moved to slide her arm around Roger's waist. "The man of the hour here probably doesn't realize how lucky he is to get your homemade dessert, but he will soon enough!"