Sage hadn't the foggiest what she was thinking right now. Going to meet up with the handsome auror who she'd already had her hands on, at his place of residence, was surely mad, right? Well, if she was going mad, she may as well have a good time anyway. Their brief letter exchange had been more amusing than anything else and it had put her in a position to find herself ready to throw responsibility to the wind, just this once. It was only tea after all. She really didn't know what to expect, but her mind was open.

Without anything that could be considered "fancy" in her wardrobe, Sage simply put on her best dress, a soft, worn, cotton number in a pretty teal. How did one dress for a rendezvous such as this anyway? She didn't want to look like she was trying too hard. Effortless but put-together. Hopefully it came off that way. Her hair was plaited and hanging over her shoulder, whisps of honey-blonde waves around her face that wouldn't quite stay in place. Other than that, she figured this was as good as it was going to get.

She had indeed owled ahead to let him know she was coming and then paced her room until the appointed time. This was silly. She was simply going to enjoy his company. It didn't have to be more complicated than that. As she watched the clock, she slipped into the fireplace in the sitting room as quickly as she could when nobody was around. If she thought about it much more, she might have backed out. On the other side she found herself stepping from the fireplace into a neat flat, immediately registering Mr. MacCoinnich's handsome face as soon as she brushed the soot from her skirts. "Well hello there," she greeted with a charming smile.