"No, it would probably be a playing card, with a tissue for a blanket." He kept his hands in his outside pockets as they walked through the dark waiting area of the Ministry building. He gave her a sidelong glance as she mentioned that muggle pubs didn't interest her. But he didn't comment on it; he merely looked forward again. "Don't sound so excited. By the end of tonight, you'll love Gillyflower's." He smiled and held the door open for her. "Or maybe not. But it sounds good in theory, doesn't it?"