The boy nodded and sipped his tea.

...Wait.

Was that it??

Seriously?

"You call that charming? Other than sucking up, I'd call that downright rude. Not only did you not stop to hear the answer to the question you asked me, which proves that you don't care about my answer, nor about engaging me in conversation. And prying into my personal life... that was just rude. No Shacklebolt. You are definetly not charming, not even when you try... and attractive, well..." She summoned a mirror and showed him what the tea had done to his face while she spoke to him. "That's a face only a mother could love."