He had to laugh when her accent changed, but eyed her hand curiously when she reached it out. "What, you want to read my palm or something?" he asked skeptically. Lee had never put much stock in Divination, although possibly that was because of the old bat that taught it.
"Sounds like a nice gig," he commented, although he hardly agreed that she was 'plain old Lavender Brown'. Oh, graveyard show. Middle of the night. That was right up his alley, seeing as he was a night owl and quite liked having his days and evenings to himself. "That sounds terrific, I'd owe you."