"Pfft, I've always been able to see through that innocent look. Somewhere hiding in that hair are the horns that keep your halo afloat," she intoned, giving him a pointed look. It was an amusing idea though, seeing him walking this little dog around and women just flocking over to fawn and coo at him before noticing Quentin and changing venue for their fawning. Still though she was certain he didn't need the dog to help him.
Briefly Patricia wondered if the puppy knew how to lift its let yet... She certainly didn't want to get peed on. "Mmm... Some of them might get bold and start leaving you love notes with their homework or on their desk for you to find when class is over." She was quite certain she remembered some kids doing that when Lockhart had come to Hogwarts to teach. His books had been an absolute joke. Evidently Dumbledore had been desperate when he'd hired him.
"I don't get the people who don't." And she'd heard some people complain about fall. But she guessed that some people would feel the same way about her when she admitted to not caring about summer much. Oh there were certainly times in summer she enjoyed, but the heat was always so unpleasant to her. "I didn't actually get to go in," she replied sheepishly, realizing that she hadn't.
"You don't want to guess?" She tilted her head, a smile on her lips as she debated as to whether to just come out with it or not. "It's someone you know." Nope, she definitely wasn't going to just come out with it. Where was the fun in that?