Oh—Merlin, James, you two are disgusting. You're wizards, you don't even have to do the washing up like Muggles.

[ lily may or may not throw a (CLEAN) towel at him, aiming to hit him in the chest. ] Boys. Boys.

[ but she sighs, rolling her eyes and dragging a large book from under the counter so that she can start to leaf through it thoughtfully. ] What color is it?