Ford had been right on both counts, it seemed: he was in an exceptionally good mood, and he was willing to share his wine. Ford had come to the club in hopes of conversation but had not felt assured of it, and he hasn't expected anyone to offer him free drinks, so this was a pleasant turn of events indeed. "I only just arrived," he explained with an easy smile, before heading towards the bar to retrieve an empty glass.

He was a little pleased that Macnair was still interested in his company, after the boggart, but he probably shouldn't have been. They were in the club and Macnair was in a good mood and he’d already had part of a bottle of wine, which probably had more to do with it than anything intrinsic to Ford. It was just the atmosphere; it was the right moment to invite people in for conversations and drinks.

"Did you have something particular you wanted to talk about?" he asked lightly as he took a seat in a nearby armchair and offered Macnair his empty glass. He'd said it would be easier to talk if they were both drinking, and that was particularly true of certain conversational topics, though Ford could not imagine any of them were likely to come up during a casual night in the club. "Or do you only talk to people who are drinking as a general rule?"

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