"Of course I am," Oliver said, not at all humble. Cor, he knew he was a great friend, despite the fact that he'd been momentarily caught up in feelings for a girl, he definitely wouldn't let that get in the way of his friends. He bopped her on the nose before sitting down, settling in for a chat with one of his girls.
"It has been weeks, even if it hasn't. It's always been weeks. How's my kiddos? Did Isla like her new quidditch robes? I need to see her wear them for the full effect. And oi, that was one time, how did you heard about that anyway? Ages ago. Was still sussing out how I felt about Mel and we all know how that turned out. Bloody brilliant, that. Glad to hear that everything is working out well." He caught the bit about Adrian and quirked a brow.
"Hang on a tick. Go back to that Adrian bit, and explain. If you leave anything out I'll dump my drink right on your head, I sear to Godric."