He mock glared as she laughed, but he couldn't ever actually feel angry with her. When Greg had been in the village and insisted Draco should have been annoyed with Roxy, not Greg, over some silly misunderstanding, Draco said as much. Perhaps it was unfair, but he wasn't a Hufflepuff. He had a soft spot a mile long for the young woman. "Well, clearly you are too awesome to hang around me anymore," he joked. "You know, my stomach is rumbling here and I won't remember the names of any of these things anyway." The smell of the food was getting to him.