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See, now why couldn't everyone do that during potions? Sure, she may find it funny watching other people be terrified of the woman, and she herself had a only few moments now where she wished she wasn’t anywhere near her, but it’d just make the class so much easier. "I suppose it's for the best of wizardkind to do that." She chuckled, picking up her cup of tea and holding it in her hands to warm them up.
Raising a brow at the look he gave her, she definitely could help the laugh that escaped her as he continued on…which explained the look. "Charms is in fact one of them." Hmm, she was telling things to a Ravenclaw? "Though not because of the instructor. All those whispers and giggles about him are getting to be quite annoying." Besides, her moment of giggles over him ended the night of the feast. "Charms, defense against the dark arts, arithmancy, care of magical creatures, and Herbology."
Nodding slowly, she looked down to her cup of tea, staring at the steam emitting from the honey colored liquid before a sly little smile graced her lips as she glanced back over to Dozer. "Only to name a few of course." Taking a quick sip of her tea, she sat in silence as she watched the food cook, just...enjoying the moment. Perhaps Marie had the right idea of meeting Ravenclaws. Some of them weren't that bad.
Before she knew it though, the Ravenclaw's voice broke her out of thought. "No, I'm not really..." ...that hungry. But it smelled rather good. "Just the omelet is fine. Thank you."
Wizard kind eh? He supposed that was an okay reaction for her to have after what happened in Potions. It had been an odd thing for Professor Lafay to get upset about but there were some weird people in this world. At first he had thought it was a Slytherin thing but he had met several of them and none of them had reacted like that.
Shrugging Dozer listened as she named her favorite classes. All except one he could relate to. Arithmancy was the bane of his very existence. He had been dreading that class and it had been everything he had been dreading. At least it was over and he wouldn't have to deal with it again for a while.
Satisfied that both omelets were done to perfection and that the taters were ready as well, Dozer grabbed two plates from the counter next to him. He filled up both plates equally and then shut off the stove. Grabbing one of the plates he handed it to Evelyn along with a fork.
"There's ketchup behind you one the counter and salsa as well. Enjoy." Reaching for said salsa, he smothered his own omelet in the red sauce and then took a bite. Delicious. Then his eyes went to Evelyn and his eyebrows raised in question.
"Tell me what you think and don't hold back."