Unlike most of her social class, Linnet had been instructed in manners though for a different reason than most. Even if she didn't use them all the time, she did in fact know enough to get by. She just tended to cater her behavior to those around her.
She'd been sat between a couple others of her house, though she could still see Fletcher making a fool of himself a few seats down. She turned to the girl who'd spoken to her, asking about the vegetables. Was society talk really that boring? Sure there were appropriate things to talk about that wasn't if she'd tried the vegetables. She was glad she wasn't born to the upper elchons of society. It would be dreadfully boring.
"Not yet," she started, still eyeing the Gryffindor out of the corner of her eye. He wasn't in her house and therefore not her problem. "How have you found the food at Hogwarts to be in comparison to home?" Minnet asked Miss Gamp.
Social Class: Working
General Grasp of Etiquette: Generally Well-Mannered
Confidence in Social Situations: "I am a rolemodel."
She'd been sat between a couple others of her house, though she could still see Fletcher making a fool of himself a few seats down. She turned to the girl who'd spoken to her, asking about the vegetables. Was society talk really that boring? Sure there were appropriate things to talk about that wasn't if she'd tried the vegetables. She was glad she wasn't born to the upper elchons of society. It would be dreadfully boring.
"Not yet," she started, still eyeing the Gryffindor out of the corner of her eye. He wasn't in her house and therefore not her problem. "How have you found the food at Hogwarts to be in comparison to home?" Minnet asked Miss Gamp.
Social Class: Working
General Grasp of Etiquette: Generally Well-Mannered
Confidence in Social Situations: "I am a rolemodel."
speaks with an isle of skye (scottish) accent.