Angie anticipated Ben's forward motion, seeing the anger on his face and had already started reaching for her wand when he pushed past to get in Greengrass's face.

Why, why did men have to be like that?

She turned quickly and shot a fairly harmless jinx at him, just a little leg-locker, moving to put herself in between Ben and Greengrass again, also so are could steady him before he fell over. Angie didn't have any trouble keeping him upright, he wasn't that much taller and she was incredibly fit these days.

"Enough," She said in a tone that was anything but negotiable. Angie furrowed her brows, blue eyes intent on his. "We go in the back yard to talk to Mr. Greengrass, or you take me to see what's wrong with Mrs. Crouch, you pick." Angie highly doubted he wanted the latter, so hopefully he could finally see some reason.