"Hello!" Regulus stepped out of the stockroom, recognizing Harry's voice and greeting Harry warmly as he crossed the room. "Come in, come in. It is good to see you." He gestured to the display table with the magical samovar set up and running. "Have a seat. I will make us some tea, and you can tell me how you have been." He paused, giving Harry a questioning look. "Unless this is a business call, not a social call?"