Sunday nights weren't typically nights when the pubs in the city overflowed with drunken patrons. There was probably less chance of someone recognizing her. Wizarding society in the United Kingdom was much smaller than many likely realized. Decades of war and unrest and uncertainty hadn't helped rebuild the population either. That had been one of the main reasons why the Dark Lord insisted that each of his followers marry a suitable prospect and begin breeding the next generation of his followers into existence. There had been limited success, but even then, she didn't think there would likely be a wizard slumming amongst the Muggles who wouldn't be willing to look the other way.