He let out a boisterous laugh, he wasn't used to this. Someone who remembered- everything and with a deep sarcastic tone. The smile on his face curled into a smirk showing teeth at the very corner, he wanted to know how far he could push, within reason. He wanted to continue this not sent her running for the floo. "Pranking Cormac is just a past time at this point, he and Lisa give me enough hell as it is," he stated, "no need to get the Ministry involved ever. Who do you think go her to impose that ward against filling your own drinks at V-Bar?" He had to temper what he said, he didn't want to come off as an ass.
"As for low key," he began again after a sip of whiskey, "I walked into the Menagerie every so often just to see what they have interesting."
He leaned back and crossed his legs, "I haven't been to any of the clubs and the last time I danced may have been the Yule Ball at Hogwarts."
He had been talking too much, "So where is your perfect destination?" He asked to get her back in on the conversation.