Pleased that Theo seemed apt to join him for a spell, Holden made room for him at his place at the bar. "More often than not." Though he wasn't sure he'd have it any other way, nor was he sure that Theo had gotten lucky and gotten out in something likely more lucrative, but things tended to work out the way they were supposed to. Unfortunately it was still a future that Holden had looming over him and he was decidedly not thrilled about it.

"How's life been treating you?" He wasn't one to keep up with quidditch more than a passing glance in the Prophet now and then. Still, he never minded spending a few minutes catching up with an old friend, especially one he used to spend copious amounts of time with during the often grueling training they'd endured. He took a pensive sip of his pint, relaxing back into his chair.