Nia smiled at Cela. "Heya," she replied with a smile, though distracted by Watson. It appeared he did other impressions too. She grinned. He was good, and now he didn't seem quite so pointed with her, she could enjoy them more.

The last one though, to the new boy into the room, was a bit scary. She frowned. "That's what butterbeer does to you?" she asked wearily. It'd never done that to her in the past.