"Oh, pooh. The more I flash, the more they'll try to bilk me out of it, which means, the easier it will be to get their sorry, pathetic arses tossed into Azkaban," she said, though she did hold her purse a little tighter, just the same.
Allowing Cho to pull her along, because really, she'd gotten a start and she couldn't buy from every vendor - it'd be far too obvious then, she thought - she grinned. "Thanks. Better than just in the office pool, let me tell you. I have my very own desk and I'm not loaned out to whatever prat hasn't the brains to do his own paperwork. Then again, my boss isn't the wisest of men, but really, at least I can get used to his peculiarities, you know?"