"I can promise it won't be too long. To be honest, I'm starting to get restless here without you. I'm eager to be finished with it all and just move already," she admitted. Eliza often found herself wondering during the day what Harry was doing at that moment, and if he was wondering the same thing about her. "There are just some people I need to say goodbye to, some final loose ends to tie up around this place." She rolled her eyes and smiled when he told her she had cooking. "That's fine by me. You probably wouldn't know, but I'm pretty good at making desserts. Not to brag or anything."
"So, maybe just people in committed relationships. It makes sense." She commented, thinking about it. Whoever it was that controlled the secrecy of magic couldn't risk too many non-magical people finding out about it, especially not people in casual flings and such, who were sure to fall apart. "Boston Babe is excited as well. She gets to do what she does best." Eliza laughed, clearly referencing her love of modeling. Luckily, the girl wore sandals and all she had to do was slip them off and toss them aside. Without waiting for Harry, she shed the cover up dress she was wearing, to show a floral patterned swimsuit, with frills and everything. She rushed off towards the water, laughing. Harry could catch up to her, she figured.