Miles' reaction was even more than he'd suspected, though he'd known he'd be pleased. Seriously Miles had the biggest ego in the world, he should just stick to enlarging photos instead of buying him things in the future.
He smiled, amused. 'I'm pleased you like it,' he said, not at all letting on that it really had been a last minute gift. It had been that or a bottle of firewhiskey, and the second seemed slightly redundant to give to a pub-owner.
'Work mostly, sadly enough,' he said with a shrug. 'I don't know if you'd heard but Mr Malfoy's sister was murdered right after the battle.' He took a sip of his drink, shrugging it off. 'But no more about work,' because that was potentially dangerous to talk about in this company... 'How have you been?'