"Everyone's a foot taller than me, so I'm not such a brill judge of height." Emma laughed. "But yeah, isn't it always brill to see the big ones go down? They think they're such big blokes that we'll just run off screaming, and when we don't, they're in such shock. Was definitely part of the fun of being a Hit Wizard," she admitted, remembering just how much she'd like proving that she was as good as any of those big blokes.
"It's alright," Emma assured her. "Seems like I'm learning a lot about Quidditch now, yeah? Ought to be able to talk about the shite you like. Imagine what I'd be like if I actually got to work with dragons. Never shut me up." She grinned easily. "Work's well, work. Customers and folks coming in. Nothing blowing up lately. George's the good sort of a boss. Ashley's a bit... well, she likes the blokes and flirts a lot, but that's not really a problem, yeah? Sort of funny, really, when they're not interested."
Emma trailed off and she sighed, commenting, "Really, my life's dull as dishwater."