Brinley shook her head, "And oh so humble too." Her eyes came to a squint with the smile as her cheeks rose up high. Unlike Kea though, Brinely's pick hair came from a revenge prank by a sibling gone wrong. It wasn't the fact that it was pink and that it stayed pink, but that her elder sister didn't count on the fact that Brinley actually loved it and kept it instead of getting upset over it.
Too bad the laughs couldn't continue as the subject of Misha continued. Brinley felt bad for Misha. He'd been great to have on the quidditch team but performance anxiety? Her brow furrowed in question, "Really? I mean, on the pitch he was always, you know, Misha. Too bad he can't play another year with us. He was a great part of the team."
There was a shrug and their food arrived. The milkshake placed before Brinley and the malt before Kea. "What else have I missed the news on?"