"Yes, because such raids are so important to Him," Rabastan replied, obviously being sarcastic. He could really care less if that was what anybody thought. Though he enjoyed torturing Muggles just for the fun of it, he ultimately did like being sent on missions that he, his brother, Bellatrix and few other notable names among the circle were asked about that proved truly useful to the cause. Besides, taking Muggle hunting in his own hands usually led to trouble. "Let 'em believe what they want. They are of no matter to us."

Rabastan pushed his empty glass forward. He didn't bother trying to get the host's attention, instead staring at the man expectantly until he noticed him. "Were you going to keep me waiting all day? I'd like a refill."

The host arched an eyebrow, pulling out the bottles to quickly refill his glass before leaving the brothers to speak once more. Lifting his glass, Rabastan swirled the contents, staring at the tiny whirlpool created until gravity stopped it. "Yeah, I saw that. I suggested that I wondered if his child would scream like an animal."