Angelina couldn't help the fact that her eyes flicked to the pineapple. Which was a mistake, because she started thinking about the fact pineapples made sperm - not why she was here. Pineapple was tasty, that's why Adrian was eating it. With effort, Angelina drove all the thoughts surrounding what he was eating and why he was eating it out of her head. She stayed still when he responded exactly as she expected, and she couldn't help but smirk at his show of eating. Adrian should know that even under-reacting was reacting, and Angelina was bound to pick it up.
"If by knickers in a twist you mean still hates you, yes he does. Not that I blame him, nor do I think you blame him." Dropping her arms, Angelina took a step further into the room. "I want - need - to hear your side." Because she was a Gryffindor and she wanted to fix this. Maybe not between him and Oliver, but between her and Oliver and her friendship of sorts with Adrian.