Lucius did his best not to laugh, this was quickly turning into the best fun he'd had in a long time, regardless of how horrible the news was. "Indeed..." he began, straightening his posture. "It's a pity you couldn't get the Minister of Magic to recognise those signs, but then, Fudge never cared to listen to anyone with less than three vaults full of gold to their name. Head full of fluff, I suppose that's why I like him." He put his drink back down on the table, watching the bubbles rise to the top as he did so. "Let's get back to the reason we're here, however. Our sons..."