"I suppose that depends if you're in the mood for beer or something stronger," Penelope said with a smile.
"Not as good as you, I believe," Penny said with a smirk. "It's been a rough week for Gus with everything at St. Mungo's, and he got called in last night because people were attacked by direwolves. And then there's the mess with the protests. Let's just say a drink is more than welcome."
She waved her hand dismissively.
"What has you grinning like the cat who ate the canary?"