"Hmph. No thank you if you're going to keep up with the deer jokes," she said petulantly as the healer trainee came back in, putting some sort of goo on her forehead. It'd probably make her break out in spots, but it had to be better than bloody horns.
She sighed, looking over at Roger. Bugger, if even she could tell she was being a bitch then she'd gone too far. "Well, maybe we can," she allowed, hint of an apology in her voice. "The Three Broomsticks maybe? I refuse to go back to Diagon Alley just yet."