"Now you sound like my sisters. As the only unmarried one in the family, I feel like I've become their pet project." He had no doubts after his thirtieth birthday next year they would double, if not triple their efforts to see him wed. In the meantime, he had every intention of having a good time and flirting his way through every event with nothing to show for it; just to aggravate the lot of them.

When quidditch was brought up, as usual, a smirk crossed his features easily. If people didn't know his family socially, they knew him from his quidditch career and so he nodded along to her last question. "Played on the Canons for a long while, retired, was bored to tears for a year, so I bought the Wasps." He shrugged, taking a sip of his drink. "I don't do idleness very well." Wasn't that the truth. In fact he was getting antsy now; not for any lack in entertainment, he was quite enjoying his conversation with Miss Pendergast, but simply because he was terrible at sitting or standing still for too long.