"So much for it being good to be the king," he comments. "It'd almost be worth asking him, if you thought for a minute you could get a coherent answer."
"Ah," Q nods. "I see." It does make some things more understandable. From a mad-mans point of view.
"What sort of shop do they have?" He's almost afraid to find out.
"That's why Montezuma kept it for himself," he observes. "Has that ever been banned at all? It seems far more dangerous than some of the other things the Ministry was so against."
"Oh dear!" Q is instantly contrite. "I'm so sorry Severus! Is it ruined?" He pulls out his wand but doesn't start to clean up immediately, just in case there might be adverse reactions. "Yes well," he wilts visibly. "I shan't sing again, I promise. Would you like me to clean that up?" He hesitates. "And er, If you want to dismiss me, I'll understand."
I guess that's going around. *sighs* And we didn't have power yesterday anyway. *sighs some more*