Now wasn't that the truth? Katie's love for food was well known, for sure. Sometimes it was a little distracting and not in the sexy sort of way, either. Still, given the amount of energy they expended on a regular basis, he supposed in a weird way, her appetite was explained. He could admit that Adrian was likely to do the same thing, but he preferred not to think about the similarities between the two. It was odd enough as it was.
Her question had him raising an eyebrow, slightly confused at first. It wasn't until she had continued that he realized where she was going with it and he groaned aloud, tipping his head back and glancing up at the ceiling for a moment. When he lowered his head again, setting his glass back on the table he shook his head. Well, she had a bloody way of being a buzz kill, that was for sure. "You know what the problem is?" he asked, resting his elbows on the table, "You put way too much importance on that idiot." And that was the truth of it. For whatever reasons, she refused to wake up and smell the bloody roses, which he supposed was her choice, but it was really fucking irritating.
"First off, I really don't give a shit about Oliver Wood. Sure, if something lands in my path to piss him off, I'll happily take it. He's a jackass. Always has been and always will be. It's insulting that you assume I make any decision based on him. Some of us are smart enough to toss trash out when we come across it." Picking up his glass, he took another drink and shook his head. He really didn't want to have this bloody conversation with her. "I do what I do because I want to, though, Merlin knows why given your obsession with some half-arsed Keeper and your insistently irritating habit of killing my buzz."