Jake chuckled at Regulus profound snobbery. "Maybe you should start a program that they could take? Even I would pay galleons to see that," he murmured, looking around at the crowd and it was true. He and Regulus were probably the best dressed sort there, save for a few older witches who Jake recognized as being of pureblood society.
He nearly choked on his wine when Regulus mentioned the Potters. "If they ever did I would bring a bushel of rotten tomatoes for the occasion," Jake informed in a low voice for only Regulus to hear. "That's if I bother to pay to see that sort of show."
A bell sounded throughout the foyer indicating that the curtain would be lifting in fifteen minutes. "Shall we find our seats? Thankfully they allow us to take our wine inside."