Torie watched Anthony scurry around with a soft, smitten sort of smile. She eased herself back down onto the crate she'd bumped into earlier. She tried not to be too put out by the fact that they were both fully dressed once again. "Can you find my hair pin?" With her wand she could easily tie it all back up neatly, as if nothing had happened.

Trying not too think too hard about what had transpired today, Torie thought that at least she had wound up making a fool out of herself for a good reason in the end. She reached out for her wand and the pin, now struck by how easily he managed to use her wand. Traitorous little thing. Sighing, she rolled her head to either side, trying to stretch out the sore muscles, or wake herself up a little, she wasn't sure, but it felt better afterwards. A quick charm whipped her hair back into perfect place, tight and smooth at the base of her neck.

He scrawled out a quick note and as it flew from the window, Torie was struck by an easier solution, though she wasn't sure if it worked. It also did not solve the horse problem, either. "Does the floo not work?" It wasn't her favorite method of travel, but she had been gone an exponentially long time by now and the pain in her ankle was pulsing beneath her makeshift wrap. Hopefully one of their two options would work.