"I thought so," Ginny replied, striving to keep the 'Molly' out of her voice... which was harder than she'd expected it to be. Was she really that much like their Mum? Ugh, that was a disconcerting thought.
Lowering his hand, Ginny reached back into her bag and pulled out two vials, each containing a different potion. Holding up the one with the green liquid, she said, "The one that tastes like lime? Or..." She switched it for the blue vial and said, "The only that tastes sort of like honey and mint, which is kind of weird, but is also a bit more powerful?"