"I got tired of Americans." He shrugged a little and flicked his cigarette ashes onto the ground. "No, I was contacted by Gringotts bank to collect the contents of my father's vault, and before you get too excited, the contents of the vault? Pretty much a broken wine glass and some dust."
Miles picked up his pint and took a drink. "I'm going to start looking for work, probably muggles places like this. Have to see what they're all about."