There were few things Daffy enjoyed more than watching someone's reaction to getting a fresh bouquet. His reaction did not disappoint and she chuckled to herself, clearly pleased. "You are very welcome." She passed him a genuine smile, eyes meeting his just briefly before she followed him into the sitting room.

At the mention of his workshop, Daff's eyes lit up, intrigued off the cuff. She really was quite interested in how brooms were made, now that she'd done all the reading she possibly could. Perhaps it was the Ravenclaw in her, but once she had an inkling, it was nearly impossible to stop her. Her thoughts wandered even as she perched herself on the offered seat and he summoned tea and biscuits from the kitchen. She hadn't meant to put him out, though she supposed she had practically invited herself over, they had been speaking of it in their letters, so she supposed he wasn't surprised? He didn't seem to mind, which was a relief.

"Tea and biscuits is a good start," She shrugged her shoulders a little to emphasize her point. "Plus you're going to let me putter around your garden, and maybe, if I ask nicely, see your workshop?" Was it even here at the house? That thought came to mind a little too late, but she rather thought it was a possibility. "You'll have to forgive me, I am innately curious by nature, a Ravenclaw through and through." It was a flimsy excuse, but true. To give herself pause in her ramblings, Daff leaned forward to fix herself a cup of tea, since it was there and she could use a little warm up after the chilly walk over. This was the perfect distraction indeed.