He listened attentively as she described what she did in a nutshell. It was interesting learning what exactly she did. It was always hard to learn those things in direct questioning, but listening during conversations, little things tended to come up. Then you've got a busy job, trying to keep the Daily Prophet from writing about the ministry. I'll bet it was a challenge to keep much of the chizpurfle stuff out of the news. I'd only really read the one article. He looked for some tea and found the pot and the leaves. Would you care for some tea, or perhaps something else? He poured himself a cup and let the leaves steep some to deepen the flavor.

He smiled. I meant every word. Of course I'm surprised the lads aren't beating down the door. I wish now that I'd invited you to be my date, but I've been a bit off lately. I think all the Chizpurfle hunting and breaking into the Ministry really did me in more than I thought. He looked at the tea, and satisfied at the color dropped a couple sugar cubes in and took a tentative sip. Placing the cup back on the saucer he grinned. Well then, all the better for me then so I'll have a better chance of a dance or two. He winked at her and took the cape off and set it behind him on the chair.