"They'd better keep diligent," growled Yaxley, looking up from Dolores' latest memo. "I don't tolerate sloth, you know. It's a cardinal sin." The corner of his mouth twitched into something that wasn't a smile.
"How have things been since your promotion?" he asked, taking a break from the latest commission proposals. Dolores had pamphlets in mind, and while Yaxley thought they were a waste, he wasn't going to stop her; it kept her out of his hair for a little while longer.
"Your Floo regulators aren't holding it against you, are they?"