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Originally Posted by Maxilocks  True enough. Jared nodded. He had a feeling that, should this topic be pursued, it might lead to some dead-ends or, at least, secretive corners. He doubted either of them had come here to discuss secrets, though, and so he left it at that, at the nod. Once again, a definite unwillingness to pry, at least in such a matter as this.
The sudden change in the mood, courtesy her teasing response about maybe's showing up eventually, made Jared laugh. "That tops today's list of clever comebacks by a certain person," he teased back. "And speaking of this certain person, she has yet to teach me Divination." He hadn't forgotten about that, and now seemed like as a good time as any to discuss her subject and the possibility of him ever coming to terms with it. In more than one way, actually. Though that thought, like a sudden breeze, left as soon as it came.
Giving her a light nod, Jared picked up one of the menus. "This seems like a refined form of self service," he grinned, as he looked down at it, the fine print detailing one had to read out the name of a dish, for it to appear. How the table set itself, items shifting smoothly on their own, was actually impressive spell-work. Then again, he hadn't expected less than impressive spell-work from the place, so he couldn't say it came across as a surprise. Even if it did differ from that apparent in French restaurants.
Jared's silence when it came to their non-argument about thick skins didn't bother Renée in the slightest, as she imagined the conversation would just turn into something circular where neither of them really revealed too much or got the upper hand. She had a feeling he'd eventually get information from herself, as that seemed inevitable with how comfortable she usually was while talking to him. If it could be delayed, however, that would be fine as well. Not ruin the holiday with her sad tale. She couldn't deny her own curiosity to know what he was keeping from her, though.
Those thoughts dissipated as she heard him laugh, and his comment elicited a laugh of her own. "Should I be flattered?," she teased in return. "I wasn't aware there was a list." That involved focus she hadn't expected, to say the least, and she found herself laughing again as he kept speaking. "That certain person hasn't forgotten either, but it seems we haven't arrived at the opportune time." More accurately, they seemed to distract each other with other topics, and she didn't imagine there was much she could introduce here. Maybe . . . but it seemed more important that they continue the rest of their event. She'd let him make the first move, even though this seemed a baby step toward accomplishing her goal of proving she could teach even him.
Attention shifted to the menus, and she scanned the delicate printing for a few moments before glancing up at him again with a half-smile. "Refined service, for sure. It seems similar to some spells that have been seen at Hogwarts, however. During holidays and such. So refined but not particularly individual," she said lightly. The Leaky certainly had a more impressive menu selection, however, and that gave them points in her books. She certainly hadn't expected this. It would be hard to choose.
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