Reno, his face covered in a full beard, came to open the door with a Bubble-Head Charm over his head, wearing an apron and holding a wooden spatula.
"Ha, hurry up, darling, Old Parkinson's here with his lovely daughter Pansy!" Reno called toward the bathroom, though the Bubble-Head Charm made his voice buzz a little. "Sorry, they only just arrived. When we came upstairs, my wife bumped into some old Muggle... so she's taking a shower... She likes listening to music at times like this, so she probably didn't hear..."
"She certainly ought to wash, then..." Old Parkinson pointed at the Bubble-Head Charm over Reno's head. "What happened to your head?"
"These Muggle kitchens are far too primitive. They don't even have a chimney, so I had to take matters into my own hands..." Reno complained, waving the wooden spatula in his hand, then shouted into the room, "Elisiv, come out for a moment."
"What good things could these Muggles possibly have... ah..." Old Parkinson patted Reno on the shoulder without concern.
Pansy, who had already enjoyed quite a few magical furnishings modified from Muggle items on the Floating City, opened her mouth, then gave up on telling Reno that if the kitchen did not have a chimney, it ought to have an extractor hood.
Then a girl in a white sweater embroidered with a red moose, her golden hair tied into two buns, bounced out of the room on the right side of the inner corridor, holding several pieces of clothing and hangers in her hands.
"She brought far too many clothes. Took ages to sort through them..." Reno explained to the Parkinsons with a broad smile. "Pansy, the two of you even played together when you were little, though I sent her to Durmstrang for school. There aren't