Dean snorted. He used cleaning charms on his clothes a lot of the time, he'd just given up on doing so every single time he dropped paint down himself. "You know me, bit of both works just fine," he said with a cheeky smile as they made their way out again.
He was half wishing he'd got a jacket with him, but it was warm enough to walk around for now. "I know, I know. This stuff was a revelation. At least I can still get decent Chinese and Caribbean food in London. Actually most things that aren't fish and chips really, as far as I can tell."
After almost making a comment about how unlikely it seemed that they'd actually go away he mentally shrugged and moved on. "Well it'll be December, right? So somewhere warmer, or somewhere wintery? There's, like, European Christmassy stuff, or we go to some hot island and forget winter is happening."