Clapper? Blabber? What was the girl in front of her talking about, the grubby little thief's voice had an unsettling musical quality that made little sense to the French girl. Violetta had never been in a situation like this before, her heart was pounding her wand shook with the tense grip that was being applied to it by the girl. Violetta considered her options, any number of spells could get her her bag back, but it could be damaged, she could get in trouble.

She scowled as Charley Goode made her retort about the irrelevance of being pretty in this particular situation, did she have to be right? The girl bit hard into her French baguette and Violetta muttered under her breath "Sacré bleu". That was hers, she was going to enjoy that with cheese, perhaps even wine depending on her luck, now, some grubby street girl was eating it dry.

"Bien! Have my bread you unpleasant girl, but give me my bag back, right now." She reached, trying to grab at the handle, but charley was keeping the bag just out of her reach. The poorer girl seemed to be enjoying tormenting her. This was getting her nowhere.

"Expelliarmus!" she finally snapped and lashed out with her wand to target the bag that Charley was holding, she probably shouldn't have done that with the bag unclasped, who knew what might spill out, but she had lost her temper with the girl.