She snorted inelegantly. "Shit, the only time they listen is when they're trying to trip you up. And don't even get me started on Skeeter. That woman's quill got broken more than once in my hands," she said, viciously pleased with that little victory, however short lived. It tended to come back and bite her as soon as the article came out, but even a temporary victory felt good.
"If my publicists thought like I did they wouldn't have jobs," she replied, amused. "Well, maybe. I doubt they could convince the whole wizarding world to change their minds at the same time," she said and shrugged. When he lifted his glass she lifted hers in response. "That one I can definitely drink to," she said, knocked the glasses together and smiled before she took a generous swig.
"Well, I'm fine with some people being concerned with my sex life, but generally only if they're part of it," she admitted.