Did this Reynolds dude really think his glares intimidated her? Who did he think he was, her mother???? In response, Layla folded her arms around herself, stood up a little straighter, and sent him a 'really?' look. Because she felt that RUDE adults didn't deserve her respect (or her time either, really, but that was a different matter).

So, they were checking out Botros too. Good.

And they were joined by an out-of-breath granny second year. Which only made her 'really' expression more pronounced. "You couldn't have at least walked up at a pace where she could've kept up?" Layla said to the man. In case he hadn't noticed, she was one of the aging students. And even though she was tired of looking at the young grannies, she wouldn't be as cruel as this man was being.

Layla walked over to the younger girl and offered her her arm. "Here, let me help you to a bench." Because the poor girl looked like she could fall over any minute.

While she was doing that, it appeared that the non-Hogwarts man had offended the ghostly lady. "Excuse me, Madame Burbage, would you like me to go get one of the professors to escort Mr. Reynolds out of here?" She didn't care if he was here to help there was no need for him to be rude as he was being. Nope.