Ella was entirely used to Melinda's judginess and therefore was unsurprised to have it directed toward her. It didn't bother her, nor did the scarf Melinda was wearing. She hadn't been friends with the girl simply because of her looks, so she didn't give a hippogriff's arse what Melinda was wearing. Grinning, she replied, "My height has nothing to do with this. You have no idea the things I can do with my vagina, like getting it near your face." She did not actually want Melinda's face anywhere near between her legs, but it was terribly amusing, nonetheless.
She didn't expect Melinda to forgive her or for her to even wan to be friends with Ella again, but that didn't mean she liked Melinda any less. She wouldn't ever quite understand Melinda's take on the whole situation considering individual people had been the last thing on Ella's mind when she'd turned her back on the Dark Lord. She hadn't set out to betray anyone but him, solely because she was tired of some snakey asshole controlling her life. She didn't operate well under orders. She hadn't abandoned Melinda, but she had definitely worked to bring down the cause for which Melinda was fighting.
Nodding, she said, "Sure. Last time I was there for personal purposes, my wand got stolen. Maybe I can steal it back." She laughed then and raised a brow before Apparating to the Leaky, stopping after she landed to wait for Melinda to join her.