Eugene nodded along, his own summer in stark contrast to hers; he'd never been busier, even when people went through fads of purchasing weird magical creatures. "The Ministry is always an adventure, don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Their government may look like it had its ducks in a row, but that was hardly ever the case. Then again, he supposed he shouldn't be saying that...

"The fog felled everyone this year, I'm afraid. I'll be glad not to deal with anything like that again-" Eugene started, but was interrupted by the arrival of a maid with tea and the announcement that Helga would be down in just a moment. Ah, saved by the maid. "What timing, I was going to run out of witty repertoire any minute." He joked. As much as he enjoyed Miss Flint's company, he was not nearly as good at this as Hegla was.