Phil turned about to face Charles. He had long curly dark hair, a well groomed beard and mustache to match with accompanying dark eyes. His physique slim yet toned was dressed in a rather eccentric selection. A purple top hat, an orange jacket, brown trousers, blue shirt, and a patch work tie with all the colors mixed in. "Ah yes, for a patron anything. How can I help you good sir?" His voice was deep yet slipped off the tongue like silk. Indeed this sort of man seemed to test any man's sexuality, as unbeknownst to most he was a she and a half veela at that. Felicity knew the spells she took on to make her look like a man would not hault her Veela charm, but most men were a bit more discreet about such desires towards their own in this day and age, which was not the case had she appeared before them as a woman. Magic was amazing.