Umbridge smirked, taking a sip of her tea before setting the cup down before her, nodding when Orla spoke.
'Oh I do understand, Miss Quirke,' she said quietly. 'Some people just aren't equipped for order, rules or managing things properly.'
A little tilt of her head. 'Do you know who this person was?' she asked. 'With times such as they are, you should always note such things. You never know which is an accident, and with is sabotage.'
She was dead serious, sighing as she picked up the cup again. 'Isn't it horrible that we need to think in such paths?'