"Not long about... an hour?" Roger glanced at the bar tender. "Would that be about right, Pete?"
"Reckon so," Pete grinned. "Seems like you were jawing my ear off about Quidditch longer."
"Prat," Roger retorted without rancour before turning back to Meaghan. "Although, what better subjects are there. eh?" he was mostly kidding. Unlike Oliver, Roger wasn't a total Quidditch fanatic.