Minerva exhaled through her nose, turning her back on the hit wizard and filling up his pint glass which gave her a moment to calm down.
"You were the one that mentioned - it - in the first place," Minerva hissed, putting the glass down in front of the hit wizard and managing not to spill any of it.
"And how dare you comment on the type of people I 'play' with as you so like to call it. You have no idea who I am or what I'm about," she informed. Minerva then snorted.
"By the way, it's an extra ten sickles for the look down my blouse."