"Oi, Capper!" Lavender called in an extremely ladylike manner. "Come talk to Macmillan so that I can dance more, would you?"
Sasha, who was in desperate need of a drink after a day of absolutely horrendous interviews with idiots she was surprised could even create a CV, hadn't actually come for Brown's birthday celebration. But, as she seemed to have stumbled into it, she figured she might as well entertain herself with a little light Hufflepuff baiting.
"All right," she said, joining them at the bar. "Happy birthday, Lavender. Macmillan."
"She's all yours, stodgy," Lavender grinned before dancing off into the crowd.