All right, so she really didn't like him. "I should tell your father that you called me stupid," she muttered, more to herself. Honestly, how had someone like Mr. Weasley fathered the twins? They'd probably been dropped often, as children.
She groaned a little at his joke. "Oh, you're too punny," she said, lips twitching a bit. She had a soft spot for puns herself, but she wasn't about to let him know that. It wouldn't do to encourage this one.
"Yes, it was lovely." As she watched him retreat, she turned to the nearest shelf. While she was there, she should look around. Merlin only knew when she'd bother to come in again and maybe there'd be something in here for a Christmas gift for Bess. She'd like this type of thing.