The mocking of his endearment didn't sit well with the wizard. Dropping his fork onto his plate, he focused the intensity of intimidating his glare at the younger witch. She'd seen this side of Augustus a few times in the past and never liked it. When dealing with dangerous men like him, there was a delicate balance that had to be carefully tread. Though he had never hurt her physically, there was always the chance that a Death Eater could eventually be pushed too far. She'd seen it on numerous occasions. Determined to not give an inch, she stared back at him with her version of the same expression.