"I love what you are and who you are, Missus." Leaning forward, he drops a kiss on the very tip of her nose. "They'll love you too, my dear. No matter which side of things we're on, they'll love you. But there is rather a sweet French bakery on the wizarding side of things. I'm quite sure you could tell them exactly what they need to improve."

Reaching into the inner pockets of his jacket, he unfolds a newspaper and hands it to Fleur. "Look, this is the Luxor wizarding paper. They've got their own classified section if you want to look." This has a familiar ring to it; it wasn't so very long ago they did this with the London papers.

Bill's excited at the prospect. He's missed Egypt and he's missed doing his job in familiar surroundings, to be sure. "Oh, and I told them that under no circumstances would I take another curse-breaking assignment in Roman London."

He wanted to make that perfectly clear for all their sakes.