"If you're good you're good," Dominic said - though he could see why some would hesitate. He'd gotten off relatively lightly in the war, though his time in the holding cells had left him with a certain distrust of the Ministry that he might never completely shake. "The work you're doing would be enough to interest me, anyway. I don't know if someone fresh out of school might be more distant from the war or if the age difference would make you seem more intimidating..." As usual, he didn't skirt around the point.
He took in her words, a little surprised - but then, he didn't know a lot about the duelling circuit - maybe that was the way it worked. "Well... I don't think injuring Lavender would go down well, even if she'd agreed to it," he admitted. "So maybe it isn't such a good idea. Unless you have someone you practice with who might be willing to demonstrate with you?" Someone used to Pandora's style would probably be better equipped to avoid injury. "I don't know. It's not actually my club. Lavender runs it, so you'd have to run anything past her. I just like new things." He grinned back, because though he wasn't much of a dueller, he could understand the appeal of fun that wasn't necessarily safe.
"Let me know when you get hungry, by the way," he added. "I'll start looking for a decent pub for lunch - assuming you're up for that?" He surveyed her quickly, deciding that she'd pass for muggle well enough as long as she didn't start brandishing her wand.