Lily watched him, her eyebrow raised. She didn't see what was so funny about Fred and Helena, besides the creepy age difference. But she also didn't know either of them very well. "Are you okay?" she asked, remembering that he had said he was sick, possibly dying, all from a silly sofa. "You better not get me sick."
She grinned, happy with herself. "Would you like one, too?" she paused before turning to grab herself a drink from hte bar.