She wasn't from the Ministry of Magic, so Dominique hardly cared for what she had to say about Muggle government. Muggles didn't care about this sort of thing. She was fictional, she could do whatever the Hell she wanted as long as it played out some ridiculous fantasy of their's. She raised her gaze to meet the women's in front of her and lifted a perfect eyebrow.
"And your problem with this.. is, what, exactly? If you've just come over here to chide me about your ridiculous little government, you can hop back into that place in line and act like nothing ever happened. 'Kay?" Dominique, quite clearly was not in the mood. From having crappy relatives, to wanting to just get back home and finish off her N.E.W.T.s and on top of that, being fictional? She wasn't about to take shit from anybody. Blatantly spiting the woman in front of her, she levitated another fry and popped it in her mouth.