His wife? "Tell her this stuff's epic." She said, raising her cookie to the man in some form of a toast to his wife who clearly knew her way around the kitchen. Not like Lex, no, not like the Gryffindor who'd nearly gotten herself killed trying to cook in her Muggle Studies OWL. Those were some dark times she'd rather not go back to, thanks. "I'll be at Cassia's for the weekend, d'you think you could get her to owl us some?" yes? YES?

Him not knowing Theo was of no concern to her, in fact it was brilliant! Even less likely he'd show up...unless he wanted candy. He liked chocolate frogs enough to accept them from her back at the Kissing Booth. That night there were almost like friends bonding over their common hatred for the kisses for 'kindness'. "Nevermind Sir. It's not important."

Lex chomped into her cookie again as she watched him gesture to the cupboard she'd be...cleaning? This reminded her of her third year all over again, 'cept she wasn't at school and she couldn't use magic. Oh merlin this would be difficult but the Gryffindor put on a brave face and pretended to not be phased. "Not a problem! I'll be on that in a jiffy." Then she grabbed her tea and after several attempts and burning her tongue a couple times she was done and ready to work.

"You said to throw the junk out, yeah?" She asked, stuffing a few more cookies into her pocket before heading to the cupboard. Snacking on the job was totally allowed.