Fallon huffed and rolled her eyes. She would have disarmed the criminal eventually had he not done it first. Besides, it wasn't as though the criminal was watching for the oaf's movements after Fallon had knocked him down. Surprise was one of an auror's best tools. "Lucky shot," she muttered as she took a sip of the fresh drink.

"Before you so indelicately blew my cover, I was scouting for an oaf," she joked, not meaning it in the slightest. Despite the game taking place in Irvingly Fallon hadn't anticipated seeing any of the players tonight. In fact, she was largely convinced they should all be home resting. "A scoundrel will have to surfice for now, I suppose."