See, I'd always thought she had gotten kicked out of France on account of her being so dreadful, so she was forced to teach French to little pureblood children all over England and wasn't very happy about it.

*Amrita takes a deep draught of wine, and her belly's getting pleasingly warm.*

See, I'd thought she hated me particularly because I had a Marathi accent back then. The fits of rage my r's would send her into...