The air was bitter cold but Mabel hardly resented the chance to get back into Padmore Park again. The appearance and disaster of the sinkhole had left the community in tatters to recover from the aftermath of Miss Pendergast’s display of magic. Even at the time Mabel had wondered how Dory was handling it given he was the head of the Accidental Magical Reversal Squad. She knew he’d untangled nasty magical incidents before but this seemed to be one of those larger-than-life events that required the brain power of multiple departments.

It was with Dory in her thoughts that the healer entered Padmore Park on the premise of merely enjoying herself rather than looking out for anything disastrous. She perused the botanical garden, observing the many specimens there and making a note to stop by Evergarden’s later in the week to replenish her supplies in her potions kit.

Mrs. Honeycutt had set up a joint stall with Miss Edgecombe from the Ivy Leaf where they sold butterbeer and pastries which Mabel thought she might stop by later to get some refreshments once she was done exploring. She hummed a little tune to herself before she spotted a familiar figure at a stall. Her heart leapt in her chest as she walked over to the stall next to him. She idly looked over the wares provided (magically petrified flowers that had been made into earrings, necklaces, bracelets and hair ornaments) waiting for Dory to be done with the vendor before she sidled up next to him.

He seemed to be deep in his thoughts because it was only after he’d pocketed his purchase that he registered her. Unoffended, Mabel gave him a smile. “Good afternoon, Mr. Fisk.” She replied pointedly, as the turning of people's heads around her to look towards his familiar greeting reminded of her blunder just yesterday at the New Years Ball. “I hope you’re enjoying yourself today?”