"Maybe they are..." Kevin sighed, resigning himself to yet another aspect of the wizarding world he just didn't get.
A house-elf startled Kevin, arriving close on his arm with a cup of tea. Kevin took the proffered mug, stirred in some sugar, and promptly burned his tongue on the scalding drink. Kevin winced, set the cup down on the arm of the chair to cool, and leaned forward to look over the top of Drew's head.