This area of Dorset was very remote and she knew they wouldn't find anywhere within walking distance. She had been in such a rush to leave the event that such a thought only occurred to her once she had descended the steps.
"I need a drink without some silly little herb floating in it," Minerva bristled as she turned to face him. "I'll meet you at the Three Broomsticks."
With a crack of Apparition, she disappeared and reappeared before the familiar pub. It was usually quieter during the summer holidays in the but the place was practically empty. Everyone was at that bloody museum! She moved towards a table near the back, Madam Rosmerta bringing over two drinks without hesitation.
"Don't tell me you two went to that event?"
"A severe lapse of judgement, Rosmerta," Minerva said curtly.
Rosmerta held her hand up in surrender, a slight smirk to her lips as she made her way back to the bar. After one sip of whiskey, the glass was back to the table and she looked to Alastor.
"Apparently, Morgan Le Fay is a victim of male misogyny."