Hermione froze. What was she supposed to say? She hadn’t been prepared to talk about it. Stupid really. Of course, he would ask. The makeup barely hid it, it arguably made it look even worse. Everyone at work knew what had happened, but he obviously didn’t. She nibbled her bottom lip trying to think of something plausible on the fly. Lying had never been Hermione’s strong suit. She never really had cause to lie, but there was something about this whole exchange and the man in front of her that deemed it necessary.