Rus looks shocked. "Why in Merlin's name would you want to do that?"
"I mean, if you want to trail after me like a kite Severus, I'm sure that can be arranged." The noise he makes can't be called a giggle only because it's him doing it.
"They were bloody brainless gits who didn't know how to wipe their noses without step by step directions."
"Mind you don't drop it and stab yourself in the foot," Rus suggests. Alf comes back with the bottle. "Here you are gennulmen," he simpers. "Now, where were we?"
Rus raises an eyebrow. "Explanations?" he prompts, picking up his darts. He throws all three of them at once. They fly through the air and smack into the board dead center. Alf looks as if he might faint. Rus makes complex facial gestures at Severus that are supposed to mean Those don't count. I'm just playing him. It actually looks like he's trying not to sneeze.
Oh. Well still, Rus is flattered. EEP! No, 'Eileen bunny' makes her sound like someone who works at the Playboy Mansion. ;)