Reese opened the door to Madame Puddifoot's and stepped inside. The room was quiet and quite peaceful and that made Miss Upstead very happy. She was looking for somewhere to relax and catch up on some homework. Pulling the strap of her bag up on her shoulder, since it had slid down some, she wandered over to one of the empty tables and sat down. She sat her bag done on the seat next to her and pulled out a piece of paper and also her sheet of paper that she had written her muggle studies homework on. Also, along with her paper, she pulled out a pen.

Reading over the homework instructions, she began to write her answers.

Torin headed into the coffee shoppe figuring that it was as good a place as any for him to work on his homework. Though he wasn't sure how much he would be able to get done here; Ancient Runes was one of his worst subjects.

He was looking for a place to sit when he saw her. Reese. And it took everything he had in him not to walk over to her and take a seat across from her.

Nope, she was not his friend anymore, she had made tht much clear to him.

So instead he just plopped his stuff on a table near the door, then pulled out a chair and took a seat.

Reese was still answering the first question when she heard someone walk into the shop. She looked up from her homework and when she noticed that it was Torin - OF ALL PEOPLE - that had walked in. Intentionally, she narrowed her eyes at the fifth year boy before turning back to her Muggle Studies homework.

As she was working on her homework, a little pink pgymy puff managed to squeeze it's way out of the front pocket of Reese's bag and roll off onto the floor of Madame Puddifoot's. It stayed there for a few seconds, then it bounced off towards the table where Torin was sitting. It bounced all the way to Torin's shoe and that's where it stayed, on top of his shoe.

He was starting to lay out his spread of runes, or whatever he was supposed to do, when he suddenly felt something on his shoe. Looking down, he saw that it was the Pygmy Puff that he gave Reese for her birthday the month before.

Sighing quietly, he bent over and picked the thing up. He headed over to her table and placed it on the top before heading back to where he had been. He took his seat and started working again.

Reese looked up at Torin when he walked over to her and sat some pink pgymy puff down on her table. Hey! That pgymy puff looked just liked Bubbles. She glanced over at her bag and poked the little side pocket where she placed her pet. Not feeling her pgymy puff inside the pocket, she moved her attention back to the pink pgmy puff sitting on the table. "Bubbles how did you manage to get out of my bag?" She whispered to the pink ball of fluff.

Just as the last word left her mouth, Bubbles bounced right back off the table and started bouncing towards Torin again. Dude, what was up with that?! She stayed where she was and watched as Bubbles bounced right back over to Torin's foot. It was like the ball of fluff knew they weren't talking or something. Hmm. Finally standing up from her seat, the Slytherin walked over to Torin and motioned her hand towards the his shoe, "I think Bubbles likes you."

Was Reese talking to him? Or was he going mental?

He looked down at his shoe again and saw that the Pygmy Puff was back again.

He sorta had to smile. It was cute.

He picked it up again, but this time set it on his table instead of hers. "Well, I'm glad that someone likes me," he told it quietly.

Reese didn't know what to do right now. Talk to Torin? Walk away? No, she wasn't going to walk away and leave Bubbles with that thing. Bubbles didn't like much people and, shockingly, it liked Torin. It sort of took her by suprise.

"She normally doesn't like...people," she commented. Bubbles was a mommy's girl! Mmhm.

She stood there for a few more seconds before - gasp - Reese took a seat across from Torin. It's been about, what, 2 weeks since she lasted talked to Torin? Or maybe it's been one week? She lost track of time. But, still, it's been a long time and, by the looks of it, Bubbles wasn't going to let her work in peace until she talked to Torin. "So..." she trailed off as her eyes drifted down to her pink pgymy puff sitting on the table.

He shrugged at her as she spoke, his eyes still on Bubbles. He wasn't going to talk to her now. She wasn't his friend anymore. She had made that much clear to her. "I guess I'm just good with females."

And then he heard a chair being pulled out. Finally looking up, he saw that she was talking a seat across from him.

"So.."

Reese smirked. "You just think you are good with the females," she corrected the boy. "Bubbles...I don't know. I think she likes you just bcause you pretty much owned her before you handed her over to me." She shrugged her shoulders as she looked back at Torin. True, she had only brought Bubbles out a few times to meet people. Maybe she needed to bring the ball of fluff out more than it will started liking people. That sounded like a good plan!

"So..." she repeated. This was going well. Darn you Bubbles! She took her eyes off Torin and looked up at the menu which was over the ordering station. Tilting her head, she stared at the word 'ice-cream sundae'. Oh, boy. That sounded so good right now, but she was broke. Thanks to Cam. Geez, that boy was seriously going to pay one of these days. Maybe this summer.

"So..." she repeated, again. "Ready for your OWLs this year?"

The pink pygmy puff on the table rolled over to where it was right next to Torin's hand. Yep, it wanted to be right next to Torin!

"Whatever," he corrected with another shrug. He wasn't sure what she was doing here. Why she was talking to him now? She thought that she could talk to him like nothing happened? Like she didn't end their friendship?

"What are you doing, Reese? Trying to talk to me. I thought that you made it clear that you aren't my friend anymore."

He turned his attention back to his work. A sign that he was done with her attempt at smalltalk.

Reese blinked. Of course she was still mad at Torin Kane, but that didn't mean she couldn't TRY to start a conversation with him, does it? But, if he didn't want to talk to her, that was fine by her. Without saying another word, she stood up from the table and grabbed Bubbles before walking back over to her original place that she had been sitting in, then she placed Bubbles back into the pocket of her bag before she started packing up all her stuff.

She didn't feel like staying in this place any longer.

Once she was done packing, she took one last glance at Torin before leaving Madame Puddifoot's.

Guess that was that.

Rhea had told Ray to meet her at Madam Puddifoot's, she hoped her wouldn't be much longer, there was still much to show him and have him try. She looked around the shop and rolled her eyes. Why did it have to be so...so..frilly and heartsy. Not cool, well not when she was meeting up with a first year boy. She shrugged. Ray was smart, he wouldn't think anything of it. She was much too old for him.

She made her way to a seat at the side and looked at the menu, wondering what she would have him try first.
She looked up again. He wasn't there. She told him where it was, he wasn't lost, was he?

Rhea's voice rang in Edem's head when he arrived at the entrance of the pub. Madam.. Puddifoot's.. DID I HEAR IT RIGHT? The name was not common. This had got to be it. But why, just why, did the place have to look like it did? Edem frowned, pursed his lips, and then bit his lower lip, hesitating to even walk through the door.

As he entered the pub he was greeted with pinkness, hearts, frills, warmth. Yes, the warmth was less noticed compared to the crazy interior. Who the heck designed this place? His dad would be outraged. Looking around with a frown across his forehead still, he finally saw Rhea. She was already holding a menu--Edem might have been waited for ages outside before he decided to come in. Walking towards her table, he said,

"So tell me you haven't been to this place and you're having me over to be your guinea pig." he didn't sit down.

Rhea motioned to the seat infront of her. He looked worried or unsettled, whichever it was, it was funny. She snickered.

"Have a seat Ray and don't look so troubled." She scanned the menu again.
"And yes. I have been here on a few occasions. I'm not crazy about the decour, but the food is good and it is quite warm in here." She looked up from the menu and smiled at him. Well this certainly was a first. Talking a young one to Puddifoot's. She shook her head and snickered again.
"So in keeping with our deal and my promise to show you around and introduce you to the wonders of the wizarding world. I'll treat you to brunch."
She handed him the menu.
"Do you see anything you would like to try?"

Now even Edem's eyebrows were two letter 'u's. Not a good sign. Pressing his lips together and still looking down, he pulled his chair to sit down. Even after he already sat, he kept moving around--straightening up, leaning against the back rest, and forwards against the table. Nothing felt quite right. He took a deep breath--well, at least the smell was pleasant, although a little too rosey.

Edem kept his head down all the time. When Rhea asked him, he merely looked back at the fifteen-year-old from under his eyelashes. Did she say she was going to treat me to brunch? Quickly grabbing the menu, he scanned through it eagerly. Ohh, they got some tasty-sounding stuff. He wondered what he'd order.

"Er, maybe," he paused, thinking, his index finger hovering on the menu, having a hard time deciding. "You know, I LOVE cheesecake. And they got pancake too, it's my favorite for breakfast. And oh, look, banana split! Maybe ask for 3 scoops of chocolate ice cream instead of one different flavor for every scoop. Sausage roll also sounds ni--" his voice trailed off, then slowly looked at Rhea, realizing he had lost himself. "But, er.. What do you recommend?" he asked, blushing. He hoped that for once, the crazy decor would help him hide the shade of pink that had just colored his cheeks.

Rhea laughed as Ray rambled on about what he wanted to try. It was definitely amusing. She was glad he was starting to loosen up however, so it wasn't all bad.
"You may order all that, but hmm, I recommend that you also try the sticky toffee pudding. It's quite good."

Rhea smiled to herself. Having Ray around was like having a little brother. She always wanted one but all she had was an older sister, a much older sister. She hated being the baby and was having fun being the older more experienced one for a change.
"I'm a bit hungry so I think I'll have the bacon buttie and orange juice."

She signalled to the waitress to let her know that they were ready to order.
Once she was there, she placed her order then looked at Ray, waiting for him to place his.

Edem put his menu down when Rhea laughed. No way, did someone think I'm a child again? Pouting, he said, "It's nooot funny."

Edem looked up when the waitress arrived at their table. He was thinking for the last time, then said, "Okay then, I'll have the sticky toffee pudding, a banana split, and a glass of water, please. Oh, and I'll have 3 scoops of chocolate ice cream with the banana split, if that's okay." there, he ordered. He could feel the excitement already--he didn't know there was a cafe in the wizarding world that serves his favorite foods. He thought he could already smell a freshly baked something from the waitress's clothes as she lingered on their table.

After the waitress had taken their order and left, Edem turned to Rhea and asked her curiously, "You're ordering bacon?" his mother never allowed him to eat one. She always said about cholesterol, and when the blood talk started, there never were a lot to comment on--in fact, all he ever did was pretend that he was listening, and give her affirmative nods.

Rhea looked at him in amazement. For someone so small, well not small, young..yes, young, he had a big appetite.
"Oh, it's funny alright. I have never seen anyone eat that much food and I'm quite curious to see if you'll be able to eat it all." Personally she wasn't a very big fan of ice cream. Sure she had it sometimes but only when other had it.

"Yes, I'm ordering bacon. Do you have a pet pig or something? Don't worry I'm sure little snorkey is back in the muggle world, snug as a bug in mud. Or maybe it is little snorkey, then in that case I'll enjoy him more." She grinned.
"Don't worry I'm kidding. Why do you ask though?"

"Hey, I eat a lot," Edem said, looked taken aback. Well, at first glance, no one might ever think he ate a lot, but that's the truth.. Him and his friends. To him, all that he'd just ordered weren't quite enough--he wondered if he'd have to order another after he finished. Desserts! How often could it happen? He never enjoyed his meals at Hogwarts; he was always racing with time to get to classes on time. Obviously no time for desserts.

Edem chuckled. Pet pigs, just like people had in the villages? Edem's family was one of the farthest thing from farmers. He shook his head, "No, all we ever had was a shih-tzu and some horses, but we don't keep the horses at home," he paused, trying to remember what the place was called. Well.. He didn't succeed. The place was always addressed as 'the ranch', and he and Tannya only go there occasionally such as on weekends, but the trip was always fun. "You have pets at home?"

"Well, my mother wouldn't let me have it.. She said it's not good for my health." he told Rhea as he leaned forwards to place his chin on the table. "Shame, bacon always taste great, doesn't it?" he grinned. Thinking about it just made him miss his parents mother even more. He wondered where Fly might be.. It'd been days now, and if he didn't come back, he might have to face the wrath of little little Jake Upstead.

Rhea looked up as the waiter balanced their large tray of food over to them. Thew poor lady.
She watched as she placed Ray's large order infront of them, then her sandwhich and orange juice. She wondered if all muggles ate as much as Ray did, or maybe it was just him.

Rhea listened as he talked about his pets and family farm. She remembered she always wanted a unicorn when she was younger, but her parents told her it was wrong to keep them locked up. They did take her to see one though and it made her very happy. Especially when she found a unicorn hair, that she strong her lucky charms unto and kept in her special box. She smiled.

"Actually yes, we have a crup. A black one who we named Striker, but I have a personal pet. My owl Riven. He was my sister's but she gave him to me after she left Hogwarts."

She scoffed.
"Pfft, well you're missing out. Bacon is tasty and I'm as healthy as ever." She said in reply to what he said was his mom's reason for not letting him have bacon.

Jason walked into Madame Puddiefoots. He looked over the menu. "Apple pie with some ice cream on top, please" Jason told the person behind the counter.He paid his four sickles.

Edem looked up when he saw the waitress came back to their table. Her attempts of balancing the food tray made her look awkward--maybe she's not used to his kind of order? Oh well. As the waitress put the tray down, Edem's gaze followed it, his eyebrows raising. He was afraid that wizarding dishes have larger portion than muggle ones when Rhea commented on how many orders he was making, but it turned out that the portion was just right. He might actually be full.

"Thank you," he said, smiling at the waitress, then back at Rhea. Crup? What the heck was that? Egh. He must have missed Care of Magical Creatures. "Cool name! ..What's a crup?" he asked shamelessly. Rhea was already like his sister. Pulling his plate of pudding closer, he continued, "I wanted to get an owl, back then in Diagon Alley I asked my mom for it, but she wouldn't allow me--again. Strict, huh?" a smile appeared on his face when he thought of his mother. Well, she wasn't exactly strict.. She was just protective.

..Oh, Rhea didn't believe him! Okay..

"Well, I don't fancy pig butt." he said, cutting up a big slice of his pudding and put it into his mouth.

Rhea pulled her sandwhich closer to her. They cut it in two just like she liked it. It was much easier to manage this way. She sipped her orange juice first though. Yep, just right.
"I have a lot to teach you little one." She said smirking at him. If they weren't at the tea shop she might have patted him on the head like she always did.
" A crup is a small magical creature, kind of like a puppy with a flat tail. Striker is so adorable." She took a small bite from her sandwhich and chewed, then swallowed and then she sipped her orange juice.
Never speak with your mouth full of food or with any food. She heard her mom's voice in her head.
"Well I can solve your owl problem. You are now co-owner of Riven. He's quite easy to find, though he doesn't like the Owlery much. He hangs out in the trees by the lake mostly. Though he does go to the owlery on occasions. He is black with two white feathers on both wings. He also has a little tag thing that I got him with Riv on it. You can't miss him." She said taking another bite of her sandwhich again.
"And just so you know..." She continued after she swallowed.
"Pig butt is awesome."

Rhea had a lot to teach him. So true. Or maybe not, if he had read more of his books. Well, truth be told, the books were never opened. No, if he had free time he'd wander around the school or meet up and talk to his friends. He was never a good student, now was he? Edem swallowed before speaking.

"I thought the crup would be a cool kinda creature. It's its name, you know.. Striker. Reminds me of football." he said wondering if Rhea knew football. Hmm, that'd be something to ask if she didn't. Payback time!

Her owl had what? Wow. Something to recognize it by. Edem hoped that Fly had had them too--well, he'd suggest this to that Upstead kid when he's more tolerant. Tsk. "Hey, thanks! You sure? Because my parents are like in Seattle, and my sister in France, he might go a long way." Edem warned her, not wanting to face her wrath like he did Upstead's. My sister in France.. Was that even true? Edem took another bite of his pudding.