"Hadn't you? You obviously need me in your life to keep this game of yours going, it's why we make such an absurdly great team, wouldn't you say?" Grinning, Liam continued to sip at his own drink while she did the same with hers and then nodded, "Well, I'm sure there's something better than butterbeer, we just haven't discovered it yet."
He gave her a look, "No, if it's bad it's bad. You won't always like my music, stop pretending. Bad music is bad and I intend to be told when it's bad so I can fix it." Though he really was his biggest critic so it was likely he'd find most things he did pretty bad anyway. Or at least not 'perfect'.
A smile did creep up though, "Yea? You like watching me play or work on it...?" Shaking his head he made a move to stand, "Joke shop it is. Let's go, we need to stock you up on ammo."