"As if I'll be doing anythin' else!" He didn't have a broomstick right now but that was inconsequential, he'd figure that out later, for now he might actually have a shot at professional quidditch! "You're the best! And you ain't gonna regret it, just you wait!" He smiled absurdly at Cassius, unaware how his enthusiasm might be coming across. He was so pumped he almost didn't need a broom to fly at that moment.
Eyeing up this magnificent set eh? MJ sold her soul to Satan's graphic designer. I wish he'd take mine too.