There was one thing to be said about Kirley Duke, he knew how to throw a party. Marek was not really much of a party person - in part because Melinda was generally uncomfortable with them if she didn't know people well - but he liked Duke. He'd been a Weird Sisters fan for a while, and actually getting to know one of them, well, it had been fun.
This was still not quite what he was expecting when he stepped out of the Floo, but he supposed he should have been. He chuckled to himself and absentmindedly took a cigarette from his current pack, sticking it in his mouth. He didn't light it, it was just a habit of his to put something in his mouth whenever he was in large social groups. It wasn't something he particularly noticed, though.
Catching sight of Duke through the crowd, he grinned and came up at his side, elbowing him playfully. "This is more like the Duke I remember," he said. "Welcome home."