Isn't he a persistent one? "I work here on Wednesday 'til nightfall, and then there's my Wednesday walks," over the roofs and across the alleys: Knockturn and back, as long as Polyjuice lasts, " can't neglect the exercise in my," she glanced down pointedly, "condition. And you, m'lad -" ... might even manage to keep up for awhile. "- best avoid the rocks this time around. I, at least, died in a ripe old age, for all I know."
Her lips spread in a feral grin. "Let someone else in on my fun? Pfft. Let them find their own altar boys to hump."