"Oh sorry, I was supposed to be impressed there. My bad," she said, smiling despite herself. It was disturbingly fun, seeing how far he would let her push him.
Alicia clutched the bottle to her chest before hesitantly passing it to him. He grabbed the bottle and she considered him for a moment. "Anything I want," she asked in mild disbelief. She took a moment to circle him, as if looking at him from all angles would help her better choose. She licked her lips, the possibilities endless. She could bloody well challenge him to profess the superiority of Muggleborns but something kept her from doing so. She wanted him to work for this.