"I won't hesitate to poison his tea if he so much as thinks about yelling at you," Padma paid for their meal and stood, grabbing her bag and sunglasses. "And I was going to pay for you anyway, you money grubber. I know that's all you really want me for." Padma stuck her tongue out at Lisa before leading them into Diagon Alley.
"That's not a terrible idea, actually. I can always poison him for you at the next gala."