Mary can't help herself at that and starts giggling.

"You're still horrible. I'll tell Sherlock on you." She rubs Harry's back sympathetically. "Ignore the big mean man. I won't let him feed you toast."

She piles Harry's plate with a bit of everything. "Stuff furthest away from you is the hottest. It's called vindaloo. Traditionally it should be eaten whilst drunk, but it'll have gone cold by then."