A quidditch sponsor, unexpected, but not entirely. It was what Raf did after all. Torie knew the world at large, but was not very keen on the specifics. Clearly she had some research to do. The quidditch world did throw some spectacular parties, that she did know. Though she wasn't supposed to be in favor of an all-female team, based on her upbringing, she was impressed by their vigor and dedication. It was endearing that Mr. Alderton should have chosen that team to sponsor. "My brother, Raphael, is the sponsor of the Appleby Arrows." Torie also knew Mr. Longbottom championed the Wasps, by association. He was easy on the eyes as well, but a wee bit too flirtatious for her.

"I must admit I am not overly familiar with the quidditch world, but I do find the matches thrilling." There were a lot of handsome quidditch players out there as well. Not that Torie considered herself a broom bunny, but she could appreciate good looks when they were right in front of her face.

Wine was also something Torie was not well-versed in, but he seemed to have a vested interest, and so she could easily learn. "I'm sure you will find this answer typical of someone like me, and perhaps a little lackluster, but I do like the sweeter ones." What young woman could go for a full-bodied red wine? That wasn't to say she couldn't acquire the taste. "I do like the drier whites as well." A sommelier she was not, but again, she could become more knowledgeable with a little time and practice. What she did truly like was his continued use of her preferred nickname. The fact that he chose to use what her friends called her was promising.