Michael smiled politely but shook his head. "Thank you for the offer but no. I'd feel bad as it's your food. Don't worry I can hold out til the lunch trolley gets here I guarantee I'll have a pig out either way." He laughed softly his body shaking with how much of the laughter he suppressed. He then stared out of the window until the lunch trolley came. "Anything off the trolley, dears?" Michael shot up immediately. "Don't you know it.. I'll take ten of everything." He said pulling out a handful of galleons and handing her just enough to pay for it recieving his change, He then dumped his food into the seat beside him. He began tearing into a pumpkin pasty hungrily. "Sooo what form of magic do you specialize in?"