Miles scrunched up his face at the mention of Millicent. "I'm avoiding leaving him with Millicent Bulstrode if I could help it. The woman is a dreadful influence. She's a friend of Romilda's. Worked with her. Not to mention she's pregnant to a mud.. muggleborn." He still shook his head at that.
"No, I asked Aunty Daphne, because he needs equal time with all his aunties." He smirked at that thought.
"I'm only a gentleman when it gets me what I want," he said with a wink. "Any other time, a bloke just looks like a twat."
Miles was happy to take his time along the streets next to Lettie. She was far more beautiful than any of the other women, and showing her off on his arm was certainly no hardship. "What is it about Paris that you love?" he asked, hoping it might jog some memories, and give them some conversation as they walked along the streets.