"Come to think of it, a bunch of them are Ravenclaws just out of Hogwarts this past Spring. Not a bad first job, I suppose, though I can't imagine staring at all that old copy non-stop for 8 hours a day." She shook her head with a little cluck of her tongue.
Skye's eyes went wide at Dom's two-point explanation. "My goodness. I rally wouldn't want to be responsible for wrangling drunk witches and wizards. I could imagine someone could do a lot of damage." The worst-case scenarios that flashed across her sometimes-too-imaginative mind made her shiver. Dom was stronger stock than her, that's for sure.