"Oh," Jack said, feeling a bit stupid. Well, good job Jack, bringing up dead people. He gave Harry a sort of apologetic look and nodded. "Kreacher did a good job with supper. It's quite a lot of food though. I don't think we can finish it all... I hope you find something to do with it all. You don't look like you eat everything he makes for you if this is the usual fare."
Red trousers looked nice on some people, Jack thought. "They look good on rockstars. And for clubs. Tight red trousers in clubs, yeah, that would be quite the sight," he said, leaning back in his chair and eying Harry with a light smirk. "And sure, you can give me a tour, but I get to pick the directions we go in."