"Oh, sure, I don't mind talking about the broom," he said a little more enthusiastically. He grabbed the broom from the other side of himself and hitched himself around a little on his stool.
He flipped the broom upside down to show the footrests, which was the most obvious thing to have changed in his opinion. "I leveraged my sister's contacts from her playing time to get contacts to help me work something out," he said. "It isn't super fancy, but it does the job." He was telling the truth, it wasn't a top of the line broom for quidditch purposes, but it was a bit fancier than the average broom. He still had an appreciation after all. "Although nobody else should try and ride it or they'll end up on their arses."
"Shit, if you're using that metric I have a fuckton more kids than I'm ever likely to actually have," he said with a snort.