Rodolphus began to groan. He lifted his hands up to press into his eyes rubbing over them and across his forehead as he hid his face behind his knees. Was he aggravated? Depressed? Embarrassed? In short order he was laughing again before he turned in his chair for his bottle of firewhiskey. he didn't bother pouring a shot this time and instead drank straight from the bottle. "Amy, Amy, Amy!" Setting the bottle down onto his desk with a dull thud of glass on wood he rose from his chair and crawled onto his bed, closer to where Amycus had conjured himself a chair. "Tell me more? What else did she tell you about me knowing full well as soon as you left you would come right back here and report it all in detail?"
He was convinced she was flirting with him with Amycus being a convenient third party. If Bellatrix truly wanted him to leave her alone he was sure she would know how to do it. Wasn't she clever? The cleverest. But instead she wrote about it in his journal to get his attention, she manipulated Amycus to tell him this story. Her true intentions couldn't have been any more clear!