"I'm sure you will sell many many tickets. Just make sure they let you play once in awhile. Kind of takes the fun out of Harry Watching if your main goal is to avoid getting splinters in your arse. Because you can do that anywhere. Look, I'm doing it right now," Jack gave Harry a cheesy grin.
Jack tilted his head, a thoughtful look on his face as he took in Harry's state of dress. He shrugged, "You're definitely not out for a pull. You're wearing a homemade sweater, so I think that says a lot about your family values. You're nostalgic, at least, love those trainers do you? While it seems you're not out to impress anyone with the latest fashions, your clothes are clean and relatively new and well those jeans are quite fit. So, I think you have two types. The quiet, secretarial type girl, with a cat and pictures of her parents on her desk. Someone who smiles a lot. And then maybe the other type is someone who pays attention to you, the details about you - not too loud or obnoxious about it. Someone that would notice those jeans are quite fit and deserve a little attention, but without asking for it. But this is just what you're wearing today and my humble, yet oh so not, opinion."