"That is quite a pity," Narcissa replied, annoyed with the way this whole thing was turning out. Her face was starting to ache from the constant smiling. "However, I'm sure donations are always appreciated. I'll have someone from the hospital contact you over the next few days."
She calmly placed her fork down by her nearly-untouched food (no one with any sort of figure could gorge on lunch). "Thank you very much for your time, Miss McCormack. Dobby will show you the way out." She had no plans to trouble herself with a walk to the foyer for someone this unimportant.