Dorcas + Kingsley
"That it does," she chuckled back. Her laugh grew some at the mention of her friend's favorite co-worker, and she passed up on the opportunity to focus all her energy on busting balls simply because she could. It wasn't like that happened every day, so you better enjoy it. Even if she had anything planned to say, it would have died on her tongue with his last comment.
Flitting her line of sight through the window next to them, Dorcas momentarily thought back to the times she'd been to events like this in an attempt to ensure there wasn't a Death Eater attack or because she was doing reconnaissance; she'd never miss that sickening adrenaline rush that came along. She agreed wholeheartedly with Kingsley's observation and that had her staring down at her half-empty drink with a slight frown. "It'd be hard to narrow it down," she muttered before shaking her head softly, eventually coming up to look at him again.
Her smile returned with a small sigh. "It's good to see you, Shacklebolt."