Why not?

[jointheclub]

You're going through with this, then? My dear boy... I can't impress on you just how much I'd prefer to stay quiet. You shouldn't be taking yourself away from your other characters, in all their different, and quite dreadful, situations.

And don't tempt me with crystallized pineapple and the chance to get to know bright, promising young stars! I know quite a lot already, yes, quite a lot, and trying to trick me like that is naive. Dreadfully naive and shamelessly taking advantage of a poor old man just because you've read a book or two where he plays a not-inconsiderable role.

Which I am not proud of and I'll thank you to forget.

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[jointheclub]

Now now, one mustn't go overboard. Quality counts, in people as well as potions.

[wotcher]

I could be fun.

[jointheclub]

[Always the hangers-on. Dreadful, simply dreadful, a perfect example of why this whole scheme is simply intolerable: he has no one to give a proper introduction to her.]

I don't believe we've been introduced, Ms...?

[wotcher]

I'm Tonks.

[ Her first name is unimportant. ]

You taught my mum, Andromeda.

[ And that last name is equally unimportant or so Tonks feels. ]

[jointheclub]

[And if not for that nasty, dreadful business with the Malfoys he might not have put it together...]

Andromeda? Surely that's never Andromeda Black?

[wotcher]

Yeah, that's her only it's Andromeda Tonks now.