Alfred had only the vaguest recollection of meeting Mrs. Fisk, drugged and injured as he was at the time, but at the moment it seemed there was no one he would rather have seen in the world. She remembered him, she didn't appear hostile, and — well, to be honest, she wasn't Ari Fisk, and that itself was enough for him to be relieved by the interruption. She was trying to help him, too, it seemed, by cluing him in on what was going on that evening, though Passover didn't mean much to him. A holiday, he presumed, since she'd said celebrating, but not one that existed in the Christian calendar he'd been raised with. Had Zelda ever mentioned it in any of their letters? Maybe, but if she had it would have only been background noise to him. Even if she had thrown out a helpful detail or two, the chances that he would remember it now were slim to none.
"I — might've heard of it," he said evasively, falling back into the now ingrained habit of keeping any conversation he'd had with Zelda, in print or otherwise, a secret. That was a little silly, he realized afterwards, because the whole point of being here tonight was to come out into the open about all of this and be above-board moving forward. That being said, it hardly seemed like confessing their involvement to Ari Fisk was the ideal way to start off.
"I don't know much about it," he continued, though of course that was obvious. "I don't want to interrupt. I could just come by tomorrow and leave a card," he offered. It would have to be tomorrow, because Alfred didn't have a card — he'd never needed to leave one before in his life, having come from a more rough-and-tumble sort of upbringing and then joining the Navy immediately out of Hogwarts. If it would get him out of this conversation and off of this doorstep, however, he'd be happy to spend his entire day tomorrow having a card made up especially for the purpose of leaving it with Mr. Fisk.
Except how did leaving cards work, exactly? Was the recipient supposed to pop by at some point for a chat after receiving one? The last thing Alfred wanted was Zelda's father showing up at his flat — in the middle of a neighborhood mostly populated by goblins, above a now empty storefront, with a roommate who worked for the Prophet. It wasn't exactly the sort of residence that implied he was in any sort of position to be courting a girl — particularly when that girl was the Minister for Magic's sister. Merlin help him.

MJ made the most Alfredy of sets and then two years later she made it EVEN BETTER
"I — might've heard of it," he said evasively, falling back into the now ingrained habit of keeping any conversation he'd had with Zelda, in print or otherwise, a secret. That was a little silly, he realized afterwards, because the whole point of being here tonight was to come out into the open about all of this and be above-board moving forward. That being said, it hardly seemed like confessing their involvement to Ari Fisk was the ideal way to start off.
"I don't know much about it," he continued, though of course that was obvious. "I don't want to interrupt. I could just come by tomorrow and leave a card," he offered. It would have to be tomorrow, because Alfred didn't have a card — he'd never needed to leave one before in his life, having come from a more rough-and-tumble sort of upbringing and then joining the Navy immediately out of Hogwarts. If it would get him out of this conversation and off of this doorstep, however, he'd be happy to spend his entire day tomorrow having a card made up especially for the purpose of leaving it with Mr. Fisk.
Except how did leaving cards work, exactly? Was the recipient supposed to pop by at some point for a chat after receiving one? The last thing Alfred wanted was Zelda's father showing up at his flat — in the middle of a neighborhood mostly populated by goblins, above a now empty storefront, with a roommate who worked for the Prophet. It wasn't exactly the sort of residence that implied he was in any sort of position to be courting a girl — particularly when that girl was the Minister for Magic's sister. Merlin help him.

MJ made the most Alfredy of sets and then two years later she made it EVEN BETTER