"Something slimy anyway," Rodolphus takes a savage bite of bread, wishing perhaps it was Slughorn's nose.
"We wouldn't pester you Severus," Rodolphus reassures him. "But I might be overstepping. I could ask," he adds slyly. "Well, what then?" He's curious in spite of himself. He takes another piece of bread. "I didn't think you'd have any need of my real talents."