"I think," Roger said, his tone still light as ever, "We could be talking about more important things rather than strawberry-filled chocolates." It wasn't a suggestion either, but he didn't immediately start into threats.
Though these threats were, rather, promises.
"I hear you come from a long line of Purebloods. I'm quite curious about what the other side has to say about these decrees as of late. Have any thoughts you'd like to share?" Roger asked, as if they were talking about the weather. Their drinks arrived quickly and Roger took his with a smile, though he had yet to raise it to his lips.