They sat down and the woman walked away, Alani was looking around excitedly. "I'm glad to see that you like it." Fred uttered. "Like it? I love it!" she gasped as he passed her a menu. A Waitor walked over. "What can I get you both?" he asked. "I'll have the roast dinner with a glass of ginger ale please." Fred ordered. "Can I have the same thing? But a smaller portion of it?" Alani asked, the Waitor nodded and he walked away. When their food and drinks arrived, a calming french song echoed through the Restaurant as books flew around the rooms. "So, what's your favorite colour?" Alani asked Fred. "Hmm... Yellow, or Brown. What about you?" he counter-asked. "Same here. What's your favorite sweet flavoring?" Alani questioned. "Cinnamon or Ginger." He replied. "Same, yet again." she chuckled. "Who's your favorite book author? Mines Newt Scamander, I've read all his books." Fred said. "You'd never guess it, but he's also my favorite book author too!" Alani exclaimed. "Remind me why we hated eachother again? We like all the same things." Fred uttered. "Because you were an insufferable asshole who thought every girl loved him, but you've matured, I think after your Fourth year you started calming down." Alani mumbled. "I'm glad to hear that." he said as he ate his food.