He smiled. "Yes... just you and me." He summoned the pamphlet over. "An island called Jamaica. It's a tourist place for Americans, but... there's a nice corner of the island we'll have all to ourselves. It's magically enclosed, and there's house elves on staff to bring us dinner and anything we want."
He bounced a little as he explained. He was ready to go. "And don't worry about work. I owled Draco and got a response, amazingly enough. He said to go... he'll have everything covered."