Marietta rolled her eyes as well. "I may be a bint, Michael, but you're just as boorish and childish as you've ever been. You come stomping in here like some troll and expect that everyone should listen to you because you did a few things back in your seventh year that some people might have considered altruistic, but what exactly have you done since then? Barkeep for the Leaky Cauldron? Any halfwit with two brain cells to rub together could manage that sort of occupation so it's not as if you're really worth a damn to the wizarding world. So why exactly do you keep sticking your sodding face into everyone else's business when at least their business is worth something whereas you have obviously peeked as high as you are going to get. Maybe you should consider how you are dragging your friends down and quit being the burden on them that you are so that people who actually have a chance at a future like your friend Anthony here can try and achieve it without worrying about having you along for the ride." It wasn't as if Marietta knew anything about Michael's life, really she just took stabs in the dark and hoped that something might stick in the heart somewhere.
"Really Anthony, don't you get tired of doing things for this idiot?" Marietta's eyes twinkled and went wide. "Wait a second! Oh Merlin, don't tell me! Did you two start shagging? Is that why you keep dragging him around?" She was smirking widely at Anthony now.