"I'll refrain from mentioning that your light-sabre is probably not as amazing as you think it is, not that I'd know," she said with a grin, as she walked to the kitchen. Her house elf had learned long ago that she couldn't be kept away, no matter how proper ladies were supposed to be served on.
"Whatever the house elf made," she answered, without trying to be a smart arse. "I'm sure they made plenty for both of us and they have a way of making whatever you like when you're over. I'm starting to think that you're here too often," she finished chuckling.
She walked barefoot, the cool stone under her feet, her hips swaying while her transparent cover up billowed over her white bikini. For a woman who rejected all differences between men and women, Marlene managed to express sexuality with every step she took. "I do know there's chocolate mousse for dessert. Mum was raving about it."