Kingsley limited himself to a partially raised eyebrow, rather than any smart comment he could have made. Civil, friendly, and no tears he reminded himself. His or hers. Instead, he took a sip of his coffee (liberally laced with Irish Whiskey) and grinned at her. "When it comes to Hippogriff tickets, I really can't blame you. Their concerts are sold out weeks in advance." The band may have been around for longer than a decade, but they were still the biggest act in the Wizarding World.
"Besides, even if they are arts writers, would they really write a better article than you?" Even when she was blatantly making things up, at least she was entertaining. Well, when she wasn't smearing his department or the DMLE in general anyway.