Spencer laughed. "I think William would have to admit that there was something going on before that could happen," he said. "And that'll be a while. We might have to wait until the end of the next zombie apocalypse."
Madame Rosmerta returned for their drink orders, and Spencer hummed, considering. "Just Butterbeer for me," he said, and turned to Mikey, raising an eyebrow slightly. "And you?" he asked. "Do you and your brother both have coffee at every possible opportunity?"