Cecilia glanced up at the guard tower when Sirius indicated it, then back to him. Her eyes narrowed slightly in light confusion and curiosity about his lack of ability to describe what he did here. Then again, maybe he was doing something that had yet to be defined? "That's... uhm..." she cleared her throat and tried to quell down a chuckle as she searched for the most diplomatic way to express what she was thinking. "That's very vague." Looking at him for another moment, she wondered about what he had meant by 'the other continent'. After all, there were seven continents to choose from, at least back when they had come from.
Picking out the last of the bulbs she needed, Cecilia took a step to her right searching out three of the most fitting, good, old-fashioned 20th century tomatoes. "Yeah, I've my nephew here. Jamie," she answered Sirius' question. "I just came back from four days in the mountains, so I figured I'd fix him his favourite tonight. We're having pre-historic fish 'n' chips, as he calls it..." Holding the three tomatoes in her hand she turned to look directly at him. "Would you like to join us?" Where the idea to invite Sirius over for dinner had come from, Cecilia didn't know, but she had asked the question before she had thought further of it.
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Date: 2012-10-31 07:41 pm (UTC)Picking out the last of the bulbs she needed, Cecilia took a step to her right searching out three of the most fitting, good, old-fashioned 20th century tomatoes. "Yeah, I've my nephew here. Jamie," she answered Sirius' question. "I just came back from four days in the mountains, so I figured I'd fix him his favourite tonight. We're having pre-historic fish 'n' chips, as he calls it..." Holding the three tomatoes in her hand she turned to look directly at him. "Would you like to join us?" Where the idea to invite Sirius over for dinner had come from, Cecilia didn't know, but she had asked the question before she had thought further of it.