A Table by the Window

[Cedric Diggory]

"Madam Rosmerta, I would love one as well. It'd be great for the chilly weather we're getting." The barmaid nodded and took a mental note of all this, smiling strangely when she heard Blake, "Rosmerta is fine sweetheart, or Madam Rosmerta, whichever you wish. I'm not a Miss, haven't been for years." She looked to Nyssa, "And another butterbeer, alright, I'll be back in no time loves."

[Blake Deimos]

Blake flushed in an embarrassed way and nodded, waiting for their order. "This place is really.. homey. It feels like a home, comfortable and welcoming. I think it's the heat in here."

[Cedric Diggory]

"You know, it kind of does feel like a home, but it might be a combination of warmth, the people you're with, and the service." Cedric agreed but added a little, taking off his coat and rubbing his arms. "You two alright?"
Madam Rosmerta returned with their drinks and set a plate of warm apple pie in front of Blake, "You all look very cute by the way, I love the ears." She winked and waved, attending to other customers and picking up tips on the way.

[Nyssa Pond]

Nyssa took a sip from her butterbeer smiling about the ear comment.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake gasped and thanked Madam Rosmerta profusely, taking a fork and beginning to ear from his pie. The crust practically melted in his mouth and the apples were so tangy but sweet, "This is great! You two should order some, you won't regret it."
At the window they were at, an owl was tapping, shaking itself off to get rid of the rain. Blake assumed it was for one of them or it wouldn't have chosen this window. He went out and brought it back, the envelope bearing his name. Opening it and reading through, he asked one of the students nearby with their bags for a quill and replied. "I'm sorry owl dear, but do you think you can take this back?" The owl hooted and opened its wings to indicate it was ready for flight, so he went outside to send it off again and then came back to sit down.

[Nyssa Pond]

"Well aren't you just Mr. Popular," she said teasingly. "That pie does smell delicious."

[Cedric Diggory]

"I'm not very hungry or I would, but thank you for the suggestion little rabbit." He sipped his drink and asked, "Who was that from, by the way?"

[Blake Deimos]

Blake flushed under Nyssa's teasing and again at when asked who it was, "I'm not popular silly, and that-- that was Emery." Be pushed his plate to Nyssa, too nervous to eat now, and offered her a clean fork, "Eat?"

[Cedric Diggory]

Cedric sipped his drink again, "Is that.. you know, him? That one?" He remembered their earlier conversation in the hall when they were hunting.

[Nyssa Pond]

"Nervous is no reason not to eat," she said looking at him appraisingly. "You ok?"

[Blake Deimos]

Blake gulped a little and nodded, the butterflies in his stomach beating their wings more furiously now. "Y-yeah, it is. I'm okay. I'm just nervous about asking him, and other s-silly things.."

[Nyssa Pond]

"It will be fine," she said rubbing the back of his shoulder reassuringly. "If I could survive today, you'll be just fine." She smiled at him

[Blake Deimos]

Blake nodded again, his ear flopping with the uncertain movement of his head. "M-mhm, yeah, I can do this. It just, I was-- it seemed easier, in my head?"

[Cedric Diggory]

Cedric laughed, "A lot of things are easier in our heads, little rabbit."

[Nyssa Pond]

"You'll be fine," she said moving her chair closer to him to put her arm around him.