Ron: Come on, Harry! We're gonna miss the train!
Harry: *Runs into wall* Ow! That hurt! Why didn't it work?
Ron: We don't have time to think about it. We'll take the flying car. I'll drive.
Harry: But haven't you been drinking?
Ron: I've only had 7 beers, I can drive!
Harry: Ok...
*10 minutes later*
Harry: Why did I let you drive?! Now the Womping Willow is gonna kill us!
Ron: What should we do?!
Harry: I don't know about you, but I'm gonna smoke this marijuana!
