She giggled. "Oh is that what you thought? Really, Dylan for a boy of your age you should learn to get a dirty mind. Oh, please innocent? James? Are we talking about the same bloke here?"
Minerva swatted Dylan playfully on the arm. "I can keep an eye out for myself thank you. And if James hasn't gotten himself wrapped around some other witch, I may be spending the night." She gave Dylan another nudge.
The beer she had nearly came out of her nose. "Oi! Don't tell me these things when I'm drinking!" Minerva wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Poor ickle Dylan afraid of magic. Well you aren't now, are ya so that's good."