"And I take it you were sitting here before you lost it. Oh dear," she said automatically looking down. "I didn't spy any when I sat down, maybe someone was nice enough to turn it in up at the bar." Brigid shrugged hopefully. "I can see where dragons might shorten the life expectancy of a garment." That seemed logical enough to Brigid. She had no experience with them, expect what she learned about in Care of Magical Creatures, and that was from a book, but it was easy enough to imagine she supposed.
"That it does." she agreed. "I feel the same way about shopping for stuff for me home." she started to absentmindedly play with the bottle before her, it was empty but she was slowly spinning it between her two hands.