"Oh fine then.." Neville was wearing a white buttoned-down shirt underneath as he was anticipating something of this sort. He took it off and tossed it on one of the free chairs. Though he hoped that the movement of the bright colours made Minerva feel her hangover a little bit more.
At this point he could only shake his head and then raise his eyebrows at Minerva's comment about being responsible. "You really do have too much time on your hands to be making such assumptions...Merlin's beard." He was surpised the vein in his head hadn't popped yet.
"In that case, don't you have a job to look for so you can go shopping?" The pout did still work but not after Neville had put his foot down on the subject.