Arran laughed, then sighed with relief that it didn't hurt before laughing again, when Elise defended the Puddlemere tickets. "Well, I suppose I can give you something fantastic and some Montrose tickets," Arran said. It really wasn't that much effort to get free tickets for his team's games, so he could probably do one better than just those. And it wasn't, in any way, because he was being competitive with Oliver. No, it was mostly because Arran was already feeling ten times better than he had before Elise had delivered the hangover potion.
At the question, Arran smiled. "Why not? I like movies, and I thought something with a mask would mean I didn't get mobbed by fans." Arran didn't think he'd ever in his life been actually mobbed by fans. The closest was probably when he was wearing his Montrose kit. As long as he dressed like a normal human being and not a quidditch player, he could mostly go about in public just fine. "Why -" He squinted at Elise, trying to figure out exactly what she was dressed as. "Phoenix Woman?"