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He paused for enough time to coil a proper smile across his lips. "Are you frightened, Pansy?" To emphasize the point, he leaned in a hair further and beneath the table a thumb would casually grace the curve of her knee with a challenging look, "Think they'll find you out beneath your fading tights and outdated skirt? I doubt it. So should you--these muggle-loving bastards could give a damn about taste and fashion--really, you're wasting your time. You should come home." With this, he accentuated the point by standing and fixing the coat to his shoulders properly accompanied by a smug smile. "I could put you to work with far less useful things and still earn your coin." He didn't bother saying goodbye, instead he tossed a few coins onto the table in front of her a bit loudly for about three times the worth of his drink to mark the point. And he left.