Lee was mildly frustrated; a lot of what was here was damaged, some of it he suspected beyond repair, but he still put things in the near-bottomless bag anyway. At this point, even slightly damaged equipment might work in his favor, until he found someone willing to put some money into it.
Lee heard someone approach and straightened to his not unconsiderable height. For a moment he considered drawing his wand -- the battle had instilled a severe reminder of who might be wandering about -- but he recognized the man approaching, though the name wasn't first on his list of memories. A musician from the Three Brooms, though.
"But would a MInistry member admit to being a ministry member?" Lee asked, but there was an amused undertone to his voice and his stance relaxed. Lee looked the other man over for a minute.
"You're the guy who plays guitar at the Three Broomsticks sometimes, aren't you?" he asked curiously, and immediately wondered if he would be interested in doing something for a radio program. One track mind, he could hear Jessie's accusation in his head.