Susan chuckled. "Well I'd say that you're only saying that on the off chance he's somehow got this place under surveillance. One bad word against him, and he'll hex you."
"Definitely," she agreed, feeling the pressure herself, just a little.
"Just sleep?" Her tone was a little cheeky, but then after a few sips of butterbeer, she could easily get cheeky. "And would that sleeping be alone?"