Jamie just laughed. Yeah, he supposed it sounded a little wild when put that way. He had been born and raised in a magical household so it wasn't exactly... Odd. And he'd heard plenty of stories about his namesakes and their friends. Those stories had turned into his own mini-adventures, sneaking into Hogsmeade or hidden alcoves of Hogwarts that had survived the battle. Yes, they were quite fantastical to the layman.
He lifted his eyebrows for a moment, muttering, "You're not wrong." Then he sighed as he explained, "'Mudblood' is a derogatory term for Muggle-borns - witches and wizards born to ordinary families that develop magic. To 'purebloods', they're dirtying the bloodlines." So it was incredibly Nazi. "There's literally no difference in Muggle-borns or Purebloods or whatever in-between. There's no weaker magic or whatever. It's just... Superiority bullshit." And severely outdated thinking.
James lifted his own glass, "To cheap Mexican food. May it not come back to bite us in the arse later on." He sipped while trying to decide what he was going to start with. Perhaps a mystery taco - would he get chicken or beef? Was one better than the other? Only one way to find out, he decided as he picked a taco.