Bouncing onto her knees on the bed, Verity gave a few more bounces for emphasis. "Freeeed," she whined, a wide grin on her face as she flopped back onto the bed. "If you're just going to look out the window, I'm gonna go back to the beach and find that goat."
She heaved a sigh and wiggled her toes towards her husband. "At least he thought I was more interesting than a Quidditch riot." Pausing, she tapped her chin and considered the ceiling thoughtfully. "Or she. I don't know. We didn't get to know each other well enough that it was appropriate to check."