Normally, Blaise was more than content to bicker with anyone, but Angelina Johnson was among the least pleasant people he'd ever had the misfortune to encounter. So of course, he couldn't help but try to irritate her even more. He took a seat on one of the desks. "I'm not exactly ecstatic at the prospect of being alone with you, either, in case you were wondering," he drawled. He put his wand away and folded his arms over his chest.
"However, I don't actually take orders from you. I think I'll wait and see if you can work it out on your own for a while."