"Well, maybe not rowdy... but they're slightly less-developed commonsense caused problems when they tried to show-up Ravenclaws. Not exactly the most entertaining fight in the world, and there was a lot of apologizing, but all in all it was a success." He furrowed his brow. "Sort of."
He ate another chip and licked his fingers. "Yes, muggle, I know. Entertaining, right? And ignore my massively crusty dishes! They are fine." He chuckled and ate another chip, sinking into his chair.
"Oh, I don't think we've drank enough scotch to be able to make purely non-money-calibrated bets." He grabbed his cards, blinking and sighing. "Fold. Just deal again." Taking another chip and swigging another sip of the scotch, he returned his attention to his friend. "You do know that if living out there in the big bad world by yourself becomes too much, you could move in here. I've told you time and time again..." he shook his head, not finishing and instead cutting himself off with chips and dip.