"I knew you were sexist, but now I know you're foodist too? Merlin, Fred - you really are a pureblood." She waved her foot at him, toes curling within her black socks. "Gimme some pretzels."
Turning to see Mandy bustling in their kitchen, Serena gave a sigh, "Mandy, you are such a spook sometimes. Or ... perhaps we are dreaming about someone?"