"It's definitely been quieter," Bethanie agreed. She was quite glad not to work at the Ministry, what with everything that had happened lately. She followed it all, of course, looking for plot ideas for Centaur Liaison Office, even if she wasn't actually working as a writer yet. A few of the writing staff got on with her relatively well, and she knew that some ideas she'd mentioned to them had ended up happening. Including, and she smiled as she told Regulus this, "We're going to have a centaur get stuck in the lift in a few weeks on the show." Did Regulus know what she did for a living? She'd probably mentioned it, right? She honestly couldn't remember.
Bethanie smiled as she watched the current player miss the target by several inches. "I'm not sure I could hit the target with my wand and my eyes open," she said, chuckling. "I was terrible at Defence Against the Dark Arts." She'd passed, of course she had, but mostly on the theory side. "Have you won any ridiculously oversized soft toys yet?" She glanced at the ground around Regulus's feet, as if expecting to see a menagerie of stuffed animals.