He hadn't, actually (met the new Mrs. Lestrange, that was), but he didn't bother correcting her. He was worried it might be telling (of what he didn't know, but of something) if he knew immediately which friend she was referring to without ostensibly having any actual connection to her. It was also probably telling that he and Cash were supposedly friends, and yet he'd gone months after the wedding without meeting his wife — and nevermind the engagement beforehand, and all of that.
"That wedding had enough ghosts as it was," he said, because he had to say something, and there was a chance she might take his statement at the superficial, literal level — maybe there had been a ghost or two in attendance, he honestly didn't know, but if she hadn't attended then it stood to reason that she didn't know, either. And this was better than telling her it hadn't been a lovely wedding, or trying to lie and say it had been. It was certainly better than telling her he did not believe Cash would see a blessing from his ancestors as any kind of good omen.
"Tell me more about the ghost festival," he said, angling his body back towards her slightly and feeling grateful for the change of subject.
"That wedding had enough ghosts as it was," he said, because he had to say something, and there was a chance she might take his statement at the superficial, literal level — maybe there had been a ghost or two in attendance, he honestly didn't know, but if she hadn't attended then it stood to reason that she didn't know, either. And this was better than telling her it hadn't been a lovely wedding, or trying to lie and say it had been. It was certainly better than telling her he did not believe Cash would see a blessing from his ancestors as any kind of good omen.
"Tell me more about the ghost festival," he said, angling his body back towards her slightly and feeling grateful for the change of subject.
Set by Lady!