Morag raised an eyebrow as she replied, 'Obviously....' She could smell the alcohol before she'd even gotten into the room so that had been a given.
Her expression became a little smirky as she added, 'What else?' She put both elbows on the arm of the chair and leaned forward, propping her chin on her hands, looking quite agog in anticipation of the explanation. 'Do try to remember that I'm not a fool, and that I care about Percy,' she told them.
She had always enjoyed taking the mickey out of Percy, and the situation was just too delicious to not take advantage of.