Connor kicked at him under the table, shooting Nikolai a glare. "Shut up, eat your damned food," he grumbled, stabbing at his pancakes.
After chewing he added, "See, the thing is that you just don't realize that the job you do has signifigant meaning here in England. Putting Lestrange in prison makes you a hero," he said, gesturing with his forks. "Girls like heroes... take advantage, mate."