"The very one," she replied, watching him place his word down. As soon as her was done, she fingered her tiles for a moment, rearranging them until she was ready to place them on the board.
It had seemed that playing this game with her mother had taught her how to look at her letters fairly well after all, for by the time they'd run out of letters in the bag, Demelza's score had topped Llewellyn's by a nice 14 points. In the meantime, their conversation had turned from House Elves to thinning out into intermittent and random comments.
"I guess I'm pretty good after all," she mused smugly. "So what's my prize going to be?"