Rabastan crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently. Then he thought about it for a moment. "We could, but was that your plan? Or is your judgment already fucking clouded? I know you're lonely, what with Bellatrix gone and all, but, fuck, there are ways of avoiding mudbloods and still getting off. Drunk or no." He didn't want an explanation, at least not here, so he changed tacks quickly.
"Fine. For now, I'll believe this bull shit. How are you planning to use this to your advantage, fearless leader?"