[ Lottie will have to forgive him for taking some of her stuff, but it's for a good cause. It does take him slightly longer than planned to get back to Cairngorm's room due to gawking at the weird technology in the kitchen and trying to figure out what everything is; fortunately, all he really needs to use is the stove, and he at least knows how that works. Mostly.

(He figures it out.)

Lupin returns with a tray in his hands, two steaming mugs and a thin slice of that fruitcake the two gems got (that stuff lasts forever) sitting atop it. He's not really a chef beyond the basics, and he's even less of one with such limited ingredients - especially at someone else's house - so he's glad there was a ready-made treat sitting there for him already. ]

Voila! Not that I put in much work on this - but it should be tasty and warm you up. That's what's important. [ as much as he'd like to strut his ego here and serve them something fantastic... it's just not possible. He sets the tray down, then picks up both of the mugs, holding one out towards Cairngorm as he moves to take a seat next to them. ] It's mulled cider. Careful - it's still hot. I don't want you to burn your mouth.