Ben grinned as Hannah fussed over Sammy, and felt a sharp pain of grief as he thought about his own mother. He pushed the sadness away, not willing to ruin the afternoon with gloominess.
Ben ordered his own lunch while Nigel was there, as for once he was a paying customer. Nigel smacked him on the back of the head with a friendly gesture, but went to put in the food anyway.
He smiled, excited at the thought of doing another actual show. Maybe he'd even advertise it this time, and send out some feelers to record producers. He'd have to think about it.
"Bryn? No, he's a photographer at the Daily Prophet. He's marrying Rose Weasley this summer," he said, grinning. "They're wickedly adorable together. Enough to even give me a toothache. It's wonderful." He paused as Nigel brought him a pint of Butterbeer. "His brother Jazz is the one you're thinking of. He's a Hit Wizard."