Ignatius strode up to the staff table. He looked across the table. He spotted a rather plump fellow. He recognised the face from something to do with the Ministry, but he wasn't sure what the fellow did. He smiled and headed towards the plump man. "Erm excuse me Sir, but I do not find the conditions at the Slytherin Table to my liking. There has already been theft by another house. And I see that the napkins are not made of silk. I use silk napkins, and nothing else."