"Why not?" Mrs. Bagshot demanded, and Sirius felt dozens of eyes on him. The other old ladies in the lobby were watching through the open windows, pausing their mahjong and backgammon and bridge games to see how this drama played out. Even people passing in the street had paused to listen in. "I know you don’t have a date! You never have a date! And my nephew is right here and positively smitten! So, why don’t you just—"