"I'm perfectly steady, ser!" Harry defended himself, leaning one hand on the table just in case he did indeed sway. Harry could in fact remain sober for longer periods of time. He often did. Usually when the money had run out, or his wife had managed to lay get hands on it first.

But before he could put forward arguments for why he was absolutely sober - he had none - a woman stepped in, slammed her hand down, and demanded to be part of the group. Harry hardly had time to eye her up and down like a cat eying prey, before Quentin slammed down his hand on the table so hard that is shook and Harry, who had been leaning on it, nearly lost his balance and cursed loudly. But when Quentin demanded to know why they should bring the woman, he recovered and muttered: "I think we should bring her." Surely that man wasn't going to let this opportunity run?"