Well, well... the husband pulled her closer and she happily slipped her arm into the crook of his and leaned into his side slightly. He and their wife both had a knack for putting her at ease when she was getting all dark and twisty inside. She was ever so grateful to them for that... not that they had much choice than to adapt over the years. Dora Umbridge BYRNE was nothing if not a difficult woman to love. But they had all put in the work and never gave up or gave in.

Dora pressed her lips together in amusement as Baxter outlined his nefarious plans for the lot of them. A small giggle managing to escape as he finished up. "That's so hot..." and just as she was about to go down a bit of a list of things they needed to pick up their wife joined them... AND SHE HAD FLOWERS!

Dora made a grabby hand for the bouquet before leaning in to kiss her cheek quickly. "You spoil me so, my love" she said with a sappy tone to her voice. She LOVED to be spoiled. That was true. But she knew her partners were doting on her this particular day because she was facing a fear head on. Or at the very least just getting out of her head and being less introverted. "Baxie... look at the bouquet! Cat did good!" Pulling it up toward her face she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, letting the pair lead her down the alley. Once upon a time this had been one of her absolute favorite places on the Earth... perhaps she would get to a point that that was the case again.