"We're portkeying, actually," He said. He accio'd a large white shawl of Khaat's. "Sorry, Sweetheart, but I made it into a portkey. Please don't activate it during dinner, will you, Love?"
"I promise," she laughed. He stretched out the shawl. "I presume you all how know this works. Grab hold, All, and lets be going." Angus and Khaat and Kieran all grabbed hold. Fiona didn't need to be told twice, and neither did Dean.
Once Steven and Jack had grabbed hold, Brian activated the portkey and when they reached the restaurant, he swept one strong arm around her, and Kieran swept his arm around Khaat's waist the other way, so that she wouldn't fall in the landing. Portkeying while being very pregnant was difficult business, and Brian wanted no accidents. They ended up in an alley about three doors down from the restaurant.
"Well done," Kieran said. "We made it and we're out of sight. Now, which way?" He used a moment to freshen up his appearance, as did Brian, Khaat and Angus.
"To your left," Khaat said, "About three doors down. Oh, and on the next street over, there is a lovely garden. Its lit with beautiful llitle lights after dark. It might be a really pretty walk after dinner."
"Excellent," Brian smiled. "Shall we go then?"