Glinda attempted to keep as far away from the House Elf as possible, without making the disgust she felt at its features too obvious. It wouldn't do to slight the family by calling light to the ugliness of its servants, but neither did Miss Crook want to run the risk of getting some kind of disgusting residue on her robes.
"Mrs Malfoy!" Glinda responded with a small bow, unwilling to make any kind of physical contact unless the other woman were to initiate it. Her smile was equally as warm, and entirely sincere. "It's always a pleasure to speak with people who understand the importance of certain causes -- far too many people in today's society simply don't understand the dangers, the perils that we face in the very near future!"
Glinda sighed, the scene not lost on her. She watched, saw everything, and filed it all neatly away to be forgotten about until somewhere, deep in the distant future, it would become important. "But I'm sure you didn't simply want a private lecture. How can I help you?"