"I love snakes. I know this probably isn't news to you, but I just learned that they can unhook their jaw to swallow things whole. Find myself a little jealous. Wish I could do that." Tom wasn't being facetious - or if he were lying, he was faking earnestness quite well. His eyebrows had climbed up his forehead. "Bet it's something to see."
As for Harry Potter? Tom shook his head. "Can't say I have. Might've caught the movies on ABC one weekend. Wizards? Obnoxious little redheaded kid? Think that's what turned me off. Wounded my ginger pride." Tom grabbed and adjusted the toothpick, which had settled itself in between two of his lower teeth. Bit of wood rearranged, he rocked back on his heels. "Giant snake in the school sounds pretty great, though. Might just have convinced me to check it out. And. If you ever wanna try a little raw meat, I can hook you up. Beef, don't you worry. Nothing so exotic as freshly-caught raccoon or possum."