"Oh, hullo, Harry. Were you fancying a threesome? I'd be careful – the Nargles can put such foolish, lustful thoughts into one's head." From where her blouse had been torn open to reveal the swell of round, pert breasts, the valley into which her partner had now more or less face-planted, Neville didn't even lift his head, much less seem to register that he and his girl were now putting on quite the floor show.