It took him a few seconds to come up with a witty answer. Not because Granger was wearing a pretty dress and showed more cleavage than usual, or because her curls shimmered honey in the dim light, but because he hadn't expected her. Not here, in a random Muggle bar (yes, it was one of the hip ones in Soho), and certainly not today, on Friday. She never went out on Fridays. Always claimed she needed to recover from the week including his irksome presence.