"It's more than a distraction," Terence replied. He tried now to scowl, but he was sure that he failed, if only a bit. Quidditch was his way of life, the livelihood for a majority of his family, to say it was a distraction was to undermine everything he'd worked for in his life.
Terence felt a bit awkward after he offered her the card to her, especially when the woman hardly seemed interested in taking it. That was strange, considering that she'd chosen to visit the shop on this day, while he was signing things and his team's merchandise was on display. "You're welcome all the same," he replied as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. Perhaps it was best that he found Tracey so that he could ask her about food.
"Oh," Terence said with slight surprise. Of all the things he'd expected, being asked out for tea was certainly at the bottom of the list. "Well, I'm not sure that I should go now, Mrs. Davis-Montague was planning to have me around for a while yet..." Terence trailed off. He'd certainly been propositioned by fans, those were generally easy to turn down, but being asked so kindly, perhaps even innocently, by an adult woman was rather new to Terence. He nearly felt guilty not accepting the offer. "Why don't you give me your name and your floo? Perhaps we could arrange it for another time?" Terence asked. She seemed harmless enough.