Smirking that she annoyed her father enough to take off the offensive jumper, Minerva sipped her coffee. She knew that drinking coffee wasn't supposed to be an effective hang-over cure, but she always felt better the next morning when she did so.
Already her head was beginning to clear and she sighed a long, suffering sigh when her father began in on her about having too much time etc. etc.
"Merlin's beard is right, Dad...because as a matter of fact...I do have a job. I start on Monday," Minerva advised smugly.