Adrian felt something small and defiant bump into him and he turned, startled from his coffee and the walk he'd taken to get out of the office for his lunch break. His eyes widened, "Well then, excuse me, Pansy," he laughed to himself at her insult.
"Just as jumpy as ever, eh?" He asked, taking a long drink of his coffee to calm his own rattled nervous. Being among crowds never felt right for him during the day, with a fix waiting for him at the end of his office hours.
"Lovely scarf, Slytherin green has always been a wonderful color for you," he complimented her, reaching out to brush the fabric.
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