Parvati raised an eyebrow. "I would gladly take up your request for a roommate, but I don't know if I'm ready to live with a man." She meant it jokingly, sort of. She was nervous about living in Diagon Alley since the attacks, and the flat was very cramped. But Parvati could only imagine how strange it would be to live with a bloke, even if he was a friend.
Her eyebrow rose further at the bottle he pulled out. She knew the taste wouldn't go well with her drink (but then again it probably wouldn't go well with much), but she held her cup out signaling him to pour a little in. Bottoms up.