Recruitment Quotas

There wasn't anything wrong with her outfit. He thought with a smile. But he supposed if she wasn't comfortable, she should change. He sat there alone while Ariadne changed careful not to make eye contact with the other men in the pub. He wondered whether he should twiddle his thumbs while he waited. But before he could finish that rather dull train of though, Ariadne re-appeared wearing more comfortable looking black robes.

"Yes," Cygnus said standing up. "Let's go."

Ariadne shoved away the slight guilty pang in her stomach for leaving when she should be recruiting. But for all she knew, Cygnus could turn out to be useful to them, or this other place might yield some likely-looking candidates. The crowd at The Hog's Head couldn't be more wrong -- most of the patrons were long past their prime.

"So do you live in Hogsmeade?" she asked, continuing her questions as they exited the pub. The more information they had to work with, the better. Corvus would be less annoyed with her skiving off if she came back with something or someone they could use.