Quin, aside from seeing his friend, had ulterior motives for half-inviting himself over to Percy's house. Once settled into the library with a glass of whiskey, Quin wondered how best to broach the subject that had been plaguing him, but would go through the niceties first. It was all so awkward he didn't even know where to begin.

"She's well, deep into the finishing touches of the wedding." They had managed to settle on the top of her sister's shop in London, which was muggle friendly, both for his own family and it worked for Percy's wife to attend as well. "I can only imagine what it's going to look like with the entire Potts clan on the committee." Flowers everywhere. Simply everywhere, he knew it. Hopefully it would be everything that Dahlia wanted. "And the family?" Quin meant in the immediate household, but it could extend to his sisters as well.