"YES WE ARE!!" she raised her hands in the air (ay-ayer). It was true, she hadn't really thought about it. They were going to the ships. There was no consolation game.

Emalyn shrugged at Cy. "If there's butterbeer I didn't know about it." she looked around wide eyed. Buttah beer-uh? If there was some, she'd be the first to get her hands on it.

Actually, no. Judging by the look on the first-years face, and his behavior, she would definitely not be the first to get her hands on it.

"How you feeling, by the way?" she asked, ripping her mind from the butterbeer. Really, the kid shouldn't be this energized. "Did you take something, possibly?" Yes, that had to be it.