"I can imagine." Adjusting to the hotel was bad enough when you came from the normal world, but he couldn't imagine what it was like coming from Azkaban. "How are you doing with food? Gran taught us to cook, so if you need help with your meals, let me know. I'll be happy to show you."
Jamie didn't know much about arcade machines, but he could recognise some of them. "Those look like cars of some kind." He started walking toward the two chairs. "Mario Kart, no idea who Mario is, but we might as well try them. Besides, I know that you know how to drive. Your flying motorcycle is a family legend," he said with a laugh. "My aunt and uncle have real licenses. Aunt Hermione doesn't want us to drive, because we don't have a license, but Uncle Ron lets us at the Burrow. There's literally nothing around there so it's not like we can't hit anything."
He sat down. "Apparently he and Dad had to use an enchanted car to get to school one year so he thinks that it's important to know how to drive. I still prefer my broom."