Astoria nodded happily. "That's exactly what I think," she replied, sounding very sure of herself.
"I'd say you reacted irrationally and I formed my opinion based on that." It wasn't a lie really and he had been the one to start the argument anyway. "What makes them so terrible? Although I'm very glad you don't count me as one of them," she said, laughing at the idea.
She smiled, finding his words intriguing. She wanted to know what it was that he wanted and she was curious as to whether she'd be willing to give it when the time came. "Oh, that's very reassuring," she joked. Astoria listened carefully to what he said. She didn't agree completely. She was cynical but not so much that she thought everyone had a goal. "You make a convincing argument but I'm not sure I agree. Anyway, what do you think that reason was then?" Astoria asked in reference to sharing a drink that night.
"Fine, fine. You're right. But you should be proud. I'm pretty sure my brother is still relying on our house elf to wash his clothes." She shook her head in mild disappointment. She loved her brother dearly but was always amused when grown men couldn't take care of themselves." Astoria was surprised by how many nannies he'd gone through. Especially that he had them on weekends. She wondered what his childhood was like and how close he was to his parents. "I think it's because you were such a handful," she decided. Astoria laughed at the thought.