( It's alright, Antonio's eyes are watered from the burn of sherry all down his throat, too. They can look like... nervously tearfully happy old... friends. Or something. Yes. )

Yes! Th... that! At least it'll be a little while until we're in a forest again, huh? ( He sips his drink himself. So much awkward. ) Ah! Yes. Dumbledore offered me my old job. Not... not much else was hiring. ( In other words, lots of doors slammed in his face. )