"Clotilda," Pansy said with her usual imperious tone as she rang someone up.  She managed to make herself seem arrogant and above them all even with her arse sticking up in the air and her head down in a fireplace.  Hermione had to admit it was impressive.  When Clotilda answered, gushing with delight that Pansy had contacted her, she cut her off.  "I have a project for you. I think you'll like it.  Old townhouse.  Practically decrepit.  Needs a total overhaul.  And, worse, there's one of those old, screeching biddies stuck to the wall."