Susan snorted again and gave Alicia a once over with mock seriousness. "I don't need to report you do I," she asked with a smirk. "I mean cursing and drugging your children is one thing, but actually enjoying their company is totally against the pureblood ideal," she teased. She arched an eyebrow and gave a delicate shrug. "Well, for one thing you actually care about your children, whereas I only care about the people I apprehend in the most superficial sense of not injuring them beyond repair unless I absolutely have to, so really it's a lot easier for you... Or possibly harder?"
"Well yes," she conceded with a nod. "London isn't generally known for it's skiing." She watched the pleasure of having someone in her life bloom on Alicia's face, and felt a momentary pang of self-pity and jealousy that was crushed with an iron fist almost as soon as it appeared. She was happy for Alicia, truly! With a mental shake of her head, she refocused on her friend. "That's really good," she said with genuine warmth and enthusiasm. "Plus I totally get the staying in London thing! Not that travelling magically would have been too great of a chore, but better to keep things easy." She thought about Alicia's question for a moment before shrugging. "Not all that much really! I've moved completely into the new house, done two years worth of stints at Azkaban on guard duty, spent some time dating a lovely collection of floozies, and I've started going to the gym? Oh and I'm up for a spot on the Wizengamot apparently?"