She exhaled in laughter, and crumbs flew from her mouth onto both her and Jamie's lap causing Minerva to laugh even harder. "Oh...oh, that hurts my ribs," she complained, moving her arm around her middle.
"Stop making me laugh so much. You're a bad, bad boy Jamie Potter."
Minerva glared at her friend then. "Yeah and if you told me that you know where I'd tell you to go after, hm? And pardon me, but when did you become so 'in the middle' about things? You used to think that way too, or are you suddenly getting all spiritual on me? I swear, Jamie, if you start going on about praying and stuff I may retch."
The statement that Jamie could be shagging someone else, meant to Minerva that he was. "Who is she and why haven't you bothered to tell me this before?"