Tycho positively beamed in response to the other mans idea. "Brilliant idea. We could make an entire picnic of it." He kind of wished that he had thought of it himself. Taking out his wand, he conjured some blankets and cushions for them to sit on. "I'll be right back." Apparating downstairs, he used a couple of spells to get their dinner and silverware floating up into the attic to land on the blankets. He hoped that nothing would spill.