Benny had told her, in no uncertain terms, that she would do well to take a proper lunch while she had the opportunity to do so. As such, Padma had actually braved the inevitable crowds of the midday rush, enjoying simply being out of the department for a little while. There were so many places to eat in Diagon Alley, but nothing really came out at her today. Finally, though, after a bit of wandering around, she decided that Calliope's might be for the best- their salads were rather good, after all.
She made her way inside and was initially dismayed to find it rather packed, but she resolved herself to put in her order and take it outside if she absolutely had to. It wasn't as though the weather was working against her, after all. As she turned around to wait, hating having to linger so close to the counter, she spotted a free seat near the window. As much as she really was loath to impose on strangers, she did at least want to wait somewhere a little less conspicuous
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At the sound of the voice, Daphne looked away from the woman she'd been following outside the window. She must have just beaten the lunch rush; it had gotten quite busy in the last ten minutes or so, and now it appeared there were no more tables. She would probably have preferred to continue people-gazing and head back to the office rather than socialise, but she was trying to improve her social life in spite of herself.
"No, that's all right. Please," she said, gesturing at the seat across from her. Well, at least the face was familiar, if not someone she really knew. Twins, she remembered, though she hadn't a clue which one this was. Wasn't one of them a Gryffindor? Merlin, what had she gotten herself into? She offered the other witch a small smile. "I'm Daphne. I recognise your face from school, but I'd rather not risk assuming your name, because I'll surely confuse you with your sister."
For a fraction of a second, she was sure that she was going to be rebuffed. It was with a very faint sigh of relief, then, that Padma sat across the table, saying, "Thank you," and then listened politely as her present lunch companion introduced herself. Or, rather, re-introduced herself. Padma's smile brightened despite herself. "I thought you looked familiar. I'm Padma, the Ravenclaw half of the set. And, don't worry about the name bit, it happens all the time with people we haven't seen in a very long time."
She set her bottle of juice on the table between them and smiled again. "You've been well, I hope?"
Oh good. Ravenclaws didn't tend to be nearly as grating, she'd found. She quite liked several of them, in fact.
"Padma," she repeated, nodding and trying to burn the name and the face in her mind. There was no telling whether she'd be able to tell them apart in the future, but it was worth a try.
"I have," Daphne said, glancing off into the restaurant briefly before looking back at her table mate. "I think the kitchen may be a bit backed up this afternoon," she explained, then sipped her water as she focused again. "What about you? What have you been doing since school ended?"
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She made her way inside and was initially dismayed to find it rather packed, but she resolved herself to put in her order and take it outside if she absolutely had to. It wasn't as though the weather was working against her, after all. As she turned around to wait, hating having to linger so close to the counter, she spotted a free seat near the window. As much as she really was loath to impose on strangers, she did at least want to wait somewhere a little less conspicuous ( ... )
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"No, that's all right. Please," she said, gesturing at the seat across from her. Well, at least the face was familiar, if not someone she really knew. Twins, she remembered, though she hadn't a clue which one this was. Wasn't one of them a Gryffindor? Merlin, what had she gotten herself into? She offered the other witch a small smile. "I'm Daphne. I recognise your face from school, but I'd rather not risk assuming your name, because I'll surely confuse you with your sister."
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She set her bottle of juice on the table between them and smiled again. "You've been well, I hope?"
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"Padma," she repeated, nodding and trying to burn the name and the face in her mind. There was no telling whether she'd be able to tell them apart in the future, but it was worth a try.
"I have," Daphne said, glancing off into the restaurant briefly before looking back at her table mate. "I think the kitchen may be a bit backed up this afternoon," she explained, then sipped her water as she focused again. "What about you? What have you been doing since school ended?"
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