"You were hired, weren't you? You don't need a NEWT in Potions to do that job. How's work going otherwise, then?" He cast a refilling charm on her ice cream bowl, pleased to see that it worked as well with desserts as it did with wine. It would be better to move on from this subject. He hadn't meant to make her feel badly, and he couldn't think of much to say that would make it better. He did stupid things all the time as a result of crushes, and it almost never came to anything, and so his material for advice was rather thin. He handed her the bowl. "Getting along with everyone, not spending all your time watching over detentions?"