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Lockhartian
Siiiiiigh. Did she not know who Kingsley was?!
"Yes, the Transfiguration Professor" the awesome one who helped students. Tsk. But, yes, it was excellent, that's why he nodded and a small smile crept onto his face. Ooooh, a small genuine smile? In front of Saylen? Uh-oh, perhaps she'd think he was up to something.
Ah, but she was somewhat mistaken there,
"But it would definitely eat you first, what with the fruits and all" eyes widening ever so slightly,
"If you were standing next to someone else, that is...in this whole hypothetical situation, Professor" yes, he nodded, and he didn't have to worry if any fruit fell off when he did so. Win!
Frown. Of course he knew it was food. He wasn't that stupid. And lookit! She
was treating him like he had no idea what food was nor where to get it! Oh.
"I know" and there was almost a glare. He wasn't asking for a piece of whatever was on her plate, he wanted one for himself. And he will get it himself, thank you.
"Oh, you'll have to be careful, too, Professor...we wouldn't want to be left without a Care of Magical Creatures one" he nodded, and was very serious about that.
"That's what they're called then? Tortillas?" he said, pointing at the plate again.

Huh? Yes...she knew who Kingsley was. Was the boy messing with her?
Hm. He was smiling now... so maybe he
was. Meh, any punishment he might need could wait until the festivities were over, si.
No no, the boy was making no sense.
"Why would it eat me first. You are as much food like the delicioso fruit I have on my head. I hardly think the creature would know the difference between an apple and you." Wait, was she calling him delicious? O____________o No! Ugh, see, this is why jovial times made her say odd things without thinking.
"Hypotetical, ofcourse." Pfffffft,
sure, hehe.
Ah he seemed angered that she wouldn't share
her food?
Bah,
"Your concern is touching, Mister Lockhart." Sarcassssm.Yeah, something else she didn't believe. But the Mexicana smirked and put the last bit of tortilla in her mouth, savoured it and swallowed. Delicious.
Man, she'd need to
educate them in food.
"Yes. Tortilla." Her spanish rolled off her tounge.
"Don't point, it's rude. Put the tortilla on the plate," and so she did,
"add whatever tickles your fancy," chickensalladbeanstomatoesolivesandsomechili<3,
"fold the bottom and roll from the sides and you have yourself a piece of heaven." I bet they didn't teach thim
that.