"Nothing like a regular dose of Bludgers to the head to keep a man pretty," Oliver grinned and rubbed the sore spot on his cheek. It felt better now though there had been instances where the salve turned green again after a couple of hours. Hopefully that wasn't the case tonight.
Rubbing his fingers against his cheek Oliver checked and smiled in relief that his skin hadn't turned some unnatural colour. Thus reassured Oliver snatched up the nearest barstool and sat down opposite Charlie.
"Well, mate. I've seen you looking more signed so I take it things are good with the dragons and the fire?" He turned and gestured to the barkeeper. "Speaking of fire, what will you drink? First round is on me."