Dorcas shook her head in an amused fashion, knowing far and well they could have an entire conversation in attempting to dissect Dumbledore and his idiosyncratic ways. "Sounds like something to old coot would do." She, of course, meant that in a way that belied her respect for the man.
"And that I'm not even going to touch that as we'll be here for hours slash I don't feel like hashing out the one time we did shag." It had been awkward in the aftermath, enough so still that the rest of her bloody mary was downed. "Besides he'd probably feel his ears burning and apparate here."
Dorcas took a large bite of her toast when it was set down in front of her, chewing thoughtfully as she as couldn't help but think how she rarely drank by herself. Unless she was on her way to drunkenly cry on someone, but that was beyond the point. "How about this: we take a few weeks off of work and you show me how to be a respectable human being. In turn I'll... never again give you a knowing look if I have to heal you!" If only it were that easy. "How are the gals, by the by? I haven't seen them in forever, it seems."