Fenimore is still embarrassed, but their reactions have mollified the feeling to make the meeting only a little awkward rather than something insurmountable. The hug and kiss on the cheek from her girlfriend certainly doesn't hurt, and Fenimore smiles a little

"If I had known how big you are, I might have thrown something harder than a pillow, so it's good I couldn't tell from the window." A rock like she had thought about might have fallen more in line with a less polite response as Harry said, but she was glad she's changed her mind. "Though if I had, maybe I would have realized who you might be. I don't know of many people as tall as you."

Or as scruffy. She'll keep that one to herself.