[TTD] Learning How to Grow [Filomena]

How long had it been? Years right? Oh, how time had flown since their last meetup. Things were certainly a lot better for this elderly witch. Wait she wasn't THAT old sixty-five wasn't that bad for a witch and frankly, she felt just as spry and agile as she did twenty years ago. No old age wasn't something that limited this witch and she wouldn't let it. Especially not when she was to be visiting an old friend of hers. Filomena had helped her a bit during her worst times when she was younger and though the two didn't keep in contact as much as Thomasina had wanted to they did send some letters every few months when needed. Thomasina wouldn't let their communication falter even if she wanted to like her old habit of keeping her social connections remained.

Today they would be visiting a section of the muggle world of Paris. Thomasina wanted to do a lesson on muggle artwork so they would be visiting the Louvre. She would normally have apparated but she had received word of a floo network she could hop into that lead to a wizarding cafe nearby the museum. This would make things a lot easier and the chance of her splinching herself certainly would be nonexistent. So when she arrived at the cafe she brushed off the soot from her blouse and stepped onto the floorboard. The gentle creak of the wood below gave her a sense of ease as she looked around at the staff who were staring at her. She spoke in fluent french and she answered their confused looks, "Please excuse my intrusion." She gave a small bow and made her way towards tables situated outside. This was to be their meeting point.

A few minutes passed by and a waitress came by and asked for her order in which Thomasina responded, "Just a cup of tea please." She didn't specify despite the concerned glances she got from the waitress. Thomasina was going to try whatever the girl had made for her either way so it mattered not what she was served. While she waited for her tea to arrive she watched the people walk by and tried to pick out who might be wizards and who were muggles. She was fairly decent at it as most wizards had a small tell when around muggles that would fly over must muggle heads. Her tea arrived shortly after with concerned looks from the waitress who stayed behind to see how Thomasina would react. She took a small sip and gave the girl a nod to dismiss her. The girl must have been new cause a sigh of relief was evident from her face as she returned to her other customers. Thomasina wondered if maybe she should have been more considerate to the girl. She didn't get much time to think about this though as she saw in the distance a familiar silhouette. That just had to be Filomena. So giving a gentle wave to the older woman to show she was here Thomasina waited for the other educator to join her.

That's when she noticed it. After giving off her gentle wave she moved her foot in excitement and bumped into something. Something that was squarish or rectangular. It wasn't that big but it wasn't small either. Thomasina wasn't sure what it felt like. She looked under the draping of the tablecloth to see what she had kicked to find some black object. Thomasina picked up the object and observed it with intense curiosity. "What is this?" she questioned aloud wondering what the object was as she had never seen it before. It certainly wasn't a magical object that's for sure. So it had to be a muggle contraption. Thomasina wondered if she could take it with her to Hogwarts as a possible lesson. As she examined the item in question she noticed some writing upon the glass-like surface. "Blackberry?" she questioned as she looked at the strange symbols that looked quite familiar. "Is this a phone?" she asked to herself again as she realized when she recognized some of the symbols. Muggles certainly made interesting things that's for sure.

@Filomena Bellantoni

Treading carefully so as not to turn an ankle on the cobblestones, Filomena made her way towards one of her favorite wizarding cafés in the city. She had been delighted to receive Thomasina’s letter earlier in the month asking her to tea and then an afternoon at the Louvre; Mina had already been planning to be in Paris for a day or two to visit an old colleague (whose home she was just departing), and so this was fortuitous timing. It had been some years since she’d last visited the museum and the prospect of returning was a pleasant one.

Thomasina caught sight of her and waved as she approached, and Mina raised a hand in return as she closed the distance between them. Upon reaching her friend, she greeted her with a brief kiss on both cheeks.
“How lovely to see you again,” she replied warmly in French, giving the other woman’s hand a quick squeeze. The Italian witch was grateful that they shared a common language; goodness knew Mina could bumble through a conversation in English if necessary, but the going would be much smoother in French.

It wasn’t until she’d taken a seat and gotten settled that she noticed the small black box in her friend’s hand. Well, it wasn’t a box really – more like a flat rectangle. And… were those numbers? And letters? Her snow-white brows contracted slightly, puzzled.
“What’s that you have, Thomasina?” she wondered aloud, leaning forward and squinting slightly as she studied the object from across the table.