Katherine answered Frida's questions happily " No my roommate isn't a muggle though we live in a muggle building. Us a single wizard dad and his two daughters and a witch. All living in the same building by accident, those muggles couldn't have better neighbors" she laughed " they're pretty friendly you know, I sometimes see an old couple that lives on the first floor, they're the most adorable things I've seen. You could come check it out if you need a place to stay. There are still some apartments left"

She was eating her salad with pleasure, and as she wiped her mouth clean, she saw the man, looking back at her, he had clearly caught her gaze, he smiled and mouthing her to try the pie. She tilted her head with amusement. Pretty bold aren't we? she continued talking with Frida, but she too had noticed the man's action.

There as a moment where Frida seemed to be in trouble, having just gulped a large amount of what looked like hot soup "you ok?" she asked worried as she watched her drink a glass of cold water quickly, and then, there he was. Between the two of them, sitting and eating pie. What? Katherin, put her hair behind her ears, and looked at him. Well the pie did look tasty, she thought about just conjuring a spoon and eating from his. And so she did. Her mother always told her she was missing a filter, the one that separated what she thought of doing and what she really did. That was a pretty straight forward connection.

She grabbed the spoon she had just conjured and served herself of his freshly conjured pie, and she stuff it in her mouth, Frida asked who he was. She nodded, in agreement. She wanted to know as well.