"I have an hour of peace and quiet before the tornado returns," Draco smiled easily. "Did you want a drink or food?" he asked, reaching over to grab a sandwich for himself. This form of casual eating was foreign to the Malfoys-- every meal was very proper and ornate, served in the dining room with silver ware. But things were different now on the grand, sweeping property. It wasn't uncommon to see a jug of fresh squeezed lemonade sitting on around, a bag of chips on the coffee table, or the lady of the house curled up on the couch with a bowl of three sickle noodles from an instant packet.
An unannounced visit was also uncommon for the Malfoys, but Draco assumed that Iggy too was embracing a more open lifestyle. Not that Draco necessarily approved, in that respect... he still liked to send an owl over before dropping in on any one he knew.