At this point, it was sort of becoming like a game to Blaise. A game he had to win, because he was always right, always. He didn't react at all, taking the pamphlet she offered without bothering to say anything along the lines of thanks. As if he actually cared, he opened it, going through the list slowly as he silently decided to never make a habit of eating anything sold in the establishment on a regular basis as it would put a horrible dent in the good exercising regularly did.
"Just out of curiosity," he started, not raising his eyes in her direction as he flipped to the next page, having decided to be just a bit personal. "How exactly does the heiress to a company worth galleons find herself being a shop girl?"