Wayne pulled a face, then rolled his eyes. "Right, they toooootally didn't buy those ten extra goals or anything," he replied, grinning and completely taking the piss.
"I'm Wayne. I'm new around here. And apparently the only one in earshot with taste in Quidditch teams." Next thing you'll do, Wayne DIDN'T say, is tell me you're straight.
"So was it some sort of family misfortune that you became a Puddlemere fan, or were you cursed somehow? Because either way," he shrugged, "there's still time to turn your life around."