[Sophie looks aghast] Certainly not! But it didn't even ask, did it? It's terribly rude, throwing magic about like that.

[she doesn't notice his wandering gaze, as she's too busy banging about in the kitchen as she fetches the kettle and fills it with water, setting it on the range to heat up]

Now, I'm going to see what dresses I can find in my room. There's tea in that cabinet. [she points] Choose which you'd like, and then there should be scones in the larder if you'd like to look. Let me know if the kettle begins to whistle, but it shouldn't. I'll only be a moment.