"Actually, it's your arse," he teased in turn. "Looked quite nice up there on that broom." That was probably going to her him a look, but he didn't care. He was enjoying himself immensely.
"I think that as we are celebrating your performance, you should be the one to choose where and how," he told her when the subject turned to how they should celebrate. That whole soak in the tub thing would sound appealing if he was permitted to join her. Unfortunately, he wasn't sure she'd agree to that kind of celebration.