"No, merely made annoying noises," he says lightly.
"Well, I suppose you'd have fun killing and stuffing the bear," Severus concedes, "but it would take the fun out for me."
He shakes his head. "She was hardly going to give me a gift that served less well than what it was intended to replace," he points out. "Besides, at the time I had a theory that Ollivander wands came with ministry traces." With a snort, "I kept it stained at that time, so you wouldn't have. It would slowly bleach itself every month or so, but those for gave me plenty of excuses to go through ink rapidly."
He shrugs. "Never had much of a sweet tooth, and if I have time to bake for customers, I have time to run experiments."
"It was stale, flat, and... well, probably it was profitable, but that tinny, eggy, oversalted taste of powdered bases and preservatives... Then they'll be confused," he replies blandly. "A live ostrich, you mean?"
Awww. ...Should do a couple buttons, too, now you mention it. Hee!