"Yeah I know what you mean," Katie remarked, the words just sort of slipping from her lips, "It's hard to find a job you really love." The moment she said it, Katie pressed her lips shut. She'd had a job she loved, really truly loved. And now she couldn't have it anymore, or so it appeared at the moment.
Clearing her throat, Katie focused on the crabs just in time to start laughing again. "Hey, I've frequented strip clubs before. Not to terribly recently, but probably more-so than you. The team liked to go there sometimes for a laugh after a game." Which of course, made her frown again- could her mind not keep bringing up Quidditch?- and focused back on the crabs. "Blue Balls!" Again she burst out laughing, holding her stomach as she nodded emphatically, "Oh, that's brilliant. Poor Blue Balls. We should give one of them a silly name, like Count Ding-a-Ling has. Something like... Lord Tuffington von Hefferschtat."