Adrian's brows rose just a hair when Romilda cleared up his evident confusion. "Ah, I see," he replied, his tone kept carefully even, but not so that she would be able to tell. He had long since mastered his reactions or lack thereof. "I'm afraid I'm not terribly familiar with Muggle products. Is 'Coca-Cola' a particularly profitable item?"
One side of his mouth quirked upward. "Seems a shame," he said. "If you had told me one of yours, I'm certain I would have told you one of mine." He looked down at her hand- my, but she was a forward one, wasn't she.
Adrian gently took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing her fingertips. "Were it not for the fact that I was due to return for a staff meeting very shortly, I would be very tempted by your offer."