Challenge: chick sexing
Word Count: 100
“Mr. Snape?” The publican materialized, hands on hips, next to their table. “I'll have to ask you to keep your voice down. This is a public accommodation and other patrons have requested more quiet.”
“What other patrons?” Severus gestured at the deserted room. “We're the only ones here!
The house elf hesitantly raised its hand. “Dritzy is not liking the chicken talk,” it said after a moment. “It is yucky.”
“Since when do you listen to house elves?” Severus demanded. “Since when do you even serve house elves?”
“Dritzy's money is good!” the creature squeaked indignantly.