Do not pass, do not collect $200

Dale glowered at Marian. The ever curious, and the ever annoying. ME? Fighting. Pft. The very thought was incredulous. Fights were for brutes who had nothing more to do with their time than pick fights since they neither had a brain nor talent. Needless to say, he had over the course of the last four years been on the receiving end of a spell.. or two.. or three. Honestly, it wasn't hard to imagine that somebody so amazingly brilliant would be the eye of envy among the student population. And that he did in fact, get into a fight before, although he'd never admit it himself. It was petty and long in the past, he didn't like to dwell on it.

"Still prying for dirt I see" he mumbled, sounding not in the least bit surprised. It was Marian after all.

He kept his fingers clamped on her nose, and like Marian, noted that the blood had begun to dry and cake on her face. When she offered a few suggestions he couldn't help but grin at the thought of her face filled with soap. "Actually" he stated rather matter of fact "The antibacterial properties in soap might work out better for you, if it were up to me I think a scourgify would be the best bet." he grinned devilishly and pulled out his wand.

"Close your eyes, wouldn't want to get soap in there now would we?" he taunted her as he raised his wand hand up to her face, he had no intention of torturing her with that just yet. But it did make him feel better to mess with her. Releasing his fingers from her nose he pointed his wand to her face, and added briskly "Tergeo", whatever blood had previously been caked on her face seemed to melt into her face as it slowly disappeared, until there was absolutely no signs that any damage had been done.