Roger laughed and poked his friend in the side. "Who knew you were so prissy about your hair, you never cease to amaze." He rolled his eyes and gave Harry an amused look. "As much as I'm sure you'd love to cuff me down, I don't think my grandmother really has mob connections anymore. You don't run away from them and stay on good terms I think?"
He nodded and let Harry's excited chatter wash over him. "What on earth is an indoor camping trip," he asked curiously before flashing Harry a grin. "Logan's an excellent broom-maker. Have you taught the lad how to ride a broom yet?"