"Well yes I did go to a strip club. I believe that is what that institution is technically," Theodore started with a pause, taking note of her appalled reaction. If the previous evening didn't perplex him as it did, he would've rather enjoyed her reaction and just may have poked fun at it. Cautiously, though since there isn't anything scarier than a witch suffering from a narcissistic injury.
"And no. I was there before all of that started. I wanted to spend the evening in a--different--way," he said, trying to at least choose his words carefully enough. "I had spent most of the day trying to lift curses from an old dusty wardrobe, after all." He wasn't going to get into any further detail, since she really didn't need to know about the lapdance as she took the idea of him being in a strip club rather poorly to begin with.