Her son barely got the chance to stomach the information that his mother was knowledgeable about the size of that business when a pop of apparation startled all of them. A streak of blonde rushed past them as Luna tore through the room and threw herself at Blaise. Weakly the boy smiled, "Hey, Lady Luna, good to see you." Tenderly he brushed her blond tresses out of her face but turned away when she tried to kiss him. "Can't, love, famished."