Susan kept a rather smug little smile at the thought of him taking her home. It did make her feel good to know that. Of course, it could have also been the butterbeer.
Cass' assessment of Daphne seemed to make Susan smirk. "Is she really that thick? I mean, surely they can't be both that stupid? If she hates getting her hands dirty then why is she here?"
She had heard the rumours about her first husband. "Well if she does, then that's one less worry on our hands - even if he is a friend of yours."