"Every weekend, Chef Pierre doesn't work then and Diana is my only other staff so I have to." She waved her hand over the spread before them and then stabbed out a perfectly seasoned roast potato, "But I would never be able to do something as extravagant as this however. I don't even eat like this when I'm alone." Cat finished with a smile, her fork being dropped as she reached for her glass of wine and took a sip. Tonight wasn't an unusual event though, Cat usually hosted people for dinner multiple times during the week, but the redheaded woman wasn't about to tell Harriet that. She wanted her to feel special.
Halfway through her meal, the conversation flowing smoothly, Cat was pouring herself another glass of wine when her doorbell rang. Knowing that Diane had disappeared upstairs for the evening, Caterina stood slowly and smiled apologetically, "One moment," She murmured before disappearing quickly from the dining room.
Not able to make out the figure standing on her doorstep through the glazed glass, she unlocked it with a flick of her wand, and then tucking it back into the folds of her dress, Cat pulled the door open and nearly laughed at the sight that greeted her. There stood Lady Madeline Blythe practically radiating with...what? Anxiety? Anger? No, the way the woman's pupils were dilated and her chest heaving with some else entirely.
"Madeline," She murmured in greeting, "I wasn't expecting you toni--" Cut off, Caterina found herself pushed back inside and then pressed against the wall as her front door swung shut. Madeline's mouth was on hers in a instant.