"I meant Boot not Finnigan," he said with a grin. "And I'm glad Stephen doesn't do it for you or I- Hell, he could tell you to fuck off without my input."
He nodded when Cormac mentioned Tiberius and grinned when Cormac said he'd cover for him. "You are a saint," he decided, roughing up Cormac's hair as he walked past him to get his outside cloak and broom. "And I'll tell Stephen you called him my boy. If you find yourself facing six feet five of manbeast, you'll know why."
"Later, McLaggen," he said as he left the office in a considerably better mood. Now all he had to do was find Stephen and the rest of the day would be just perfect.