Miles had his priorities in the right order, and when she wasn't an Auror was momentarily far, far more important than when where the correct office was or what all this registration was going to entail. He just figured he'd play along and hope for the best.
He gave a swift nod at her, raising a finger to indicate what he was referring too without actually saying a word. "And is that Dundee then?"
Frankly, all he could think about was the fact he didn't know legs like that were grown in Scotland.