Thad chuckled at the sarcasm, thinking idly that of course he would be interested in a woman with quick-wit and a lack of simpering. "You didn't strike me as clueless. I'd bet there's a thing or two you could teach me," he suggested, waggling his eyebrows exaggeratedly at her, hoping for a laugh. "But I do approve of your coming up with date ideas too." And the implication that she was interested in multiple dates with him.
She surprised him by pulling a chair out for him, but he sat without comment, stretching his foot out under the table to nudge the other chair out for her. "There's other witches here?" he asked, feigning cluelessness and looking around briefly, blinking owlishly as though she'd just opened his eyes to it. A beat later, he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, setting his glass on the table in front of him. "There's not a lot of fulfillment in trying to date groupies. Didn't really mind that before," he admitted, shrugging again. "But I think I'm ready for something more serious than that now." He'd be twenty-four in just a few months, and while that was still quite young by wizarding standards, he could admit that he wanted something like his parents had. Though knowing what Jules was up to might have influenced him, too.