And what a day for Regulus. Here he was successfully having a conversation with someone who would probably throw his family into a right fit.

He wished he could explain how difficult this was for him, but words failed him.

So instead, he said, "Erm, thank you- for helping me with food." He gestured at the plates. They were almost full enough for the preservation charm and sending back to his room.

"How... how did you, erm... procure employment?" It was one thing to mooch a few week's worth of food off this party, it was another to think of the long term.