"Umm. Sure. Even handsome princes get to go to the ball, right?" [In a ball gown. Tiara. Glass slippers. Setting the first guy that tried to kiss his hand on fire. Yup]

"Yeah, as long as he doesn't decide to shoot the messenger, right?" [But... this whole Baron thing. It's kind of intriguing. He's not saying he likes the idea of a mob boss having that kind of power or anything. But Harry's pretty much vouched for the guy. And there's something to this, he's sure of it. It just need to percolate for a while.

Aaaand he covers his ears. Not listeniiiing.] "SO HEY. CUBS SEASON'S STARTED."