"Oh, they're very interesting birds," Padma said, as she sat down on the couch beside him, tucking her legs under herself. "They have their own form of Apparition, only they disappear and reappear with fire. It's very interesting. There's not too many of them left anymore - not that there were lots to begin with - and most of them are in small sanctuaries in various parts of the world. There's one in India, though we didn't get to visit it when we were there."
She realized she was probably boring him by this point, and looked at him apologetically. "Sorry. I get really into subjects when I'm reading about them. I enjoy reading about all sorts of things; I think I have about ten books going right now. Some nonfiction, some fiction, some to help with the shop..."
And there she went again. Padma stopped talking and smiled at him.