It was impossible to imagine life without magic, because for Bill he'd always been surrounded by it. Growing up they hadn't known any muggles at all, being a pureblood family who lived far away from the nearest neighbour there was just no chance to come across them. "Well you can use me now, love," Bill said as the corners of his eyes scrunched up in a smile.
Klaus' answer wasn't really an answer, it was casually evasive but it wasn't like Bill was going to push for details. There were lots of reasons he might not want to talk about what he did and that wasn't his business. There were times Bill would have enjoyed a life trying to avoid working, but at the same time he just enjoyed the challenge of his job far too much. Not to mention he lived in fear of being as poor as he'd been growing up. "Too busy saving gents like me to have time to work more likely."
The supply business. Well Bill knew what that meant. He'd met plenty of different kinds of people in his life, he liked to go out and Bill loved a party so he wasn't about to turn his nose up. Not to mention him being in that business most likely explained the drink. "So how long have you been here then?"