Ernie had no clue how to handle a temperamental woman, but he did know that he didn't want to. All he did is raise his brows and offer an amused shake of his head, staring down the other fifth year as she continued to defend herself from his so-called mocking. Were all young ladies — especially rich ones — this defensive about the nicknames when they were touted as living, breathing dolls by their parents (or family in this case, as Miss Whitledge's parents were dead)?

"I only asked that you help because you were insistent," he chuckled. "I'll go ask your brother — he's probably more willing to be of help," he suggested. There were definitely rumors circulating about the siblings' rivalry; perhaps he could irk her further for his amusement, or maybe he could actually prompt her to help.