Will nodded. "Bugsy, Mugsy." The ancient house elves appeared instantly. "I need you to tell the others to come here quietly and soon. Be discrete." They nodded, dark eyes sharp and gleaming. If there were any being capable of delivering the most important bits of information without being noticed, it was the house elves of the traditionally Slytherin families. They popped away after bowing their understanding.
"Would you like some Irish in your coffee?" Will offered with the type of sympathy he knew best. A tot of a very fine Irish whiskey sounded like just the thing to him.