"But I don't mind being a bitch, Miss Hermione," Celesca argued, cheerily. "In fact, I think I'd quite like to be one, especially if everyone else is. I think I'd quite like to be in a pack of bitches with everyone else. It sounds like fun. Besides, I like dogs, and lady dogs the best. Can you get a dog, Miss Hermione? I think you need one. I could walk it for you, if you didn't want to. We could run around in the gardens outside, and when it rains we can run all the way down the long room upstairs with all the big paintings in instead, the ones with old men and ladies in funny clothes that look down at you and tell you off from running past them. But I run so fast, Miss Hermione, that they can never finish telling me off. It's just the best and funniest game! We should play it one day."