Byron just rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to debate the point. He considered anything that wasn't with his own driver and could be shared with others public transport.
At Pascal's grin, Byron smiled, his lips twitching like he was holding back a laugh. He couldn't help it. The boy was cute. He slid an arm around the other man's waist and concentrating a moment he apparated them to the front of his complex in the quiet and well to do section of Wizarding Boston.
The doorman startled at their sudden appearance as he'd begun to fall asleep. He straightened immediately and held the door, nodding. "Evening Mr. Fielding."
"Evening, Todd." He led the way into the lobby and towards the elevators.