Isaac knew exactly what Turpin wanted to drink, and he had a few questions for Stephen as well. Stephen promptly told him to mind his own fucking business, and he thought Isaac's curiosity bordered on jealousy, which was bloody strange. Since when was Isaac jealous of anything? Stephen shrugged it off.
"Forgo debates on Quidditch or academics? Have you lost your mind, Turpin? I'm always up for a good challenge," he said. "Work does keep me bloody busy and usually using a room in St. Mungo's every other week, but I make time for leisurely activities. Why? Is your brother a workaholic, too?"