Brenna shrugged. "Not really. You ever listened to the older girls in our commons? They do it like, all the time. Oh, Amy, will you go ask Brad if he'll go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend, tee-hee?" she imitated the older girls in a falsetto, fluttering her lashes and everything.
She heard a noise, and whipped her head around to see who was behind them. When she saw who it was, she rolled her eyes. "Oh, ha-ha you guys."
Lan was red in the face from keeping the laughter back, and he grinned as he wandered over to their table, now that the jig was up. "Sorry, kiddo," he said as he ruffled Brenna's hair, grinning to Eli. "That wasn't half bad, by the way," he told her, his eyes slightly crinkled at the corners.