"No...technically she's an anthropologist but Merlin only knows what that means," Hannah laughed good-naturedly, levitating Theodore's empty plate into the kitchen with a lazy wave of her wand. She works for the museum but that's about all I know." Hannah didn't even try to understand Susan's job.
Giggling, Hannah leaned furtively across the bar, as if leaning in to impart some great secret to Theodore. "Oh, you'd be surprised by some of the folks who come through here. Some of them wouldn't know soap if it bit them on the nose!" It was sad but true. Although, admittedly, even the worst smelling of her customers probably smelled one hundred times better than a fusty old mummy.
"House Elfs? Oh no!" Hannah shook her hair back from her face. "I wouldn't know what to do with it if I had one. It's hardly a lot of work, either."