He made a face, wrinkling his nose slightly and biting his tongue. "Really?" he asked, turning to glance at her briefly for confirmation before his eyes wandered back into the cabinet. "Goodness, how do Muggles live this way?" he murmured to himself before he grinned, sheepishly, dropping his hands to his side. "Though they probably have more experience at it than I do," he reasoned.
He peered over toward her cabinet, wondering if it was just his that was this messy, and hers was cleaner. Hers was probably cleaner.
"So what's the next step?" he asked. "Now that the dusting is as good as it's going to get?"