Daria grinned impishly and shrugged. "You never can tell with people. Everyone has different buttons, some good some bad. Hard to know which ones are getting pushed sometimes."
"Mmm. Not fun for you or the child, that work schedule, but one has to work somehow to live. Nothing really ever gets cheaper." She shrugged and pushed away from the wall, bringing her a little closer to Tonks. "Perhaps you are not, but you do not look it." She winked. "A little place I know. A club - good drinks, good music usually."