His wife had given him quite the square a couple of weeks ago, having collapsed right there in High Street. She was far along in her pregnancy now and he was relieved that both mother and developing baby seemed to be fine. He was quite insistent that his wife let her feet up now. She had reliable staff, both in their home and in her shop, some handpicked by the woman of the house herself. The ones who weren't were people who had been working for Roman and proved themselves just as loyal to his wife as they were to him.

He was home from work and planned to spend the weekend with his wife barring some Ministry emergency. "I brought you some flowers," he said after he had his coat and work attache put away. "Are you doing all right?"