“PIGEON MY ARSE!”
“You grabbed my arse.''You broke my nose.”
“You like Pigeon,” he said defensively. “It’s a dove, an attractive girl, a winning card in poker, take your pick. You’re my Pigeon.”
“I don't see what my arse has to do with enchantings!”
“My room is now my headquarters. Nobody's allowed in without the password and I haven't even told anybody what the password is (it's pigeon, after my pigeon. Nobody else can find out if you only think it).”
“I love the way you smile at me... knocks me on my arse.”