Mafalda blinked as her eyes came back into focus and she was suddenly in control of herself again. She looked curiously at the bottle in her hand, then at Adrian. That was it? Yes, he'd cast a very nice Imperius, but he hadn't even really tested it had he? And it was hardly the punishment Rodolphus had been looking for, she was sure.
Frowning, she reached over and placed the broken glass on the table beside the couch. "Mm, well, I've certainly learned my lesson from all of this," she commented, sarcasm evident in her voice.
"I do hope you plan on cleaning that mess up," she nodded to Adrian, gesturing to the broken glass beside the couch.