Angie returned Ben's glare with a bit of a smirk, but it didn't last long. She'd bested him simply because he was out of practice and angry about something. Anger clouded judgement and he was obviously, justifiably, worried about his wife; she was just here to make sure nobody was injured before the problem could be solved. Ben had been in the news enough lately, she rather thought.
It sounded serious, which Angie could understand why Ben was acting the way he was, but nothing would be solved if he beat the potioneer into a pulp before anything was actually solved. Mrs. Crouch being pregnant certainly upped the ante of the situation.
Still, she was just a witness here, so she was going to remain quiet until Ben either needed another physical or proverbial slap to the face, or she could be of use somehow.
It sounded serious, which Angie could understand why Ben was acting the way he was, but nothing would be solved if he beat the potioneer into a pulp before anything was actually solved. Mrs. Crouch being pregnant certainly upped the ante of the situation.
Still, she was just a witness here, so she was going to remain quiet until Ben either needed another physical or proverbial slap to the face, or she could be of use somehow.