"Are you sure it's just today?" he asked, purposely being a prat simply because he could, "And you should kiss my feet; I've got very nice ones. While you're down there, you might as well shine my shoes as well."
He wasn't looking at her, concentrating on filling in the details of his drawing instead. Ben was well aware he was being rude and, to tell the truth, didn't particularly care what some ruddy fourth year 'puff thought of him.