She gave him a glare. "Don't you dare. Prince is just playing with you. You know he adores you." Adored sitting on Draco's head, or pouncing him from above was more like it. Prince at least, understood Draco's disdain and returned it. Tenfold, like a proper cat.
She shook her head at him. "If I was entirely improper, all I'd have on is the apron, and if I'd done that, dinner would have burned. If you're very lucky, you'll get the improper housewife later," she said with a saucy grin. "Now, what was it you wanted to talk about?"