"You're a man. That means you're arrogant and stupid," she answered, grinning. "But that's okay, I've put up with you since we were eleven. I won't get tired now."
Marlene raised an eyebrow at the expression on Potter's face. "He follows orders because he knows what I can do, and as for you, you'd better watch what you say or I'll have the G man put some lust potion in your food. Harridan. I'm not old, fat or a whore." She cuffed the back of his head. "Consider yourself lucky that you're hurt."
She took her shoes off, going down a good five inches and leaving her barefoot, but she didn't feel any less intimidating. "You have fifteen minutes, Sir. Then you get your arse in bed, dig it?" the last was directed at Alator before turning her attention to Potter again. "I'll be in the kitchen. If you have time, I'd like a word before you."