There were macaroons at the gryffie table; Justine had spotted them all the way from the Ravenclaw table and like a moth to a flame she had gravitated toward them without a single thought. Sadly they seemed to be on the wrong on the table and though her arms were long, she couldn’t quite reach it. Hm. Problematic, more so than it could be. She needed to ask a gryffie, but she couldn’t see Connor, nor the blond hair that signaled Zander Adair’s presence.. And Hale was still totally missing it seemed.

Oh, maybe Cinna was around? Jus was fond of the young girl and she had meant to stop by to say goodbye anyway...