"Cheers to the manslut, I guess. I know Sammy is gonna tell you some crap about caring only about the inner beauty, but I know my boy. It's all in the eyes." Bobby spared something close enough to a smile, coming from him, and then Sam finally came back down.

He sat down next to Harry and looked at Bobby. "My room's never looked so tidy."

"Yeah, I had to pay someone to come in and clean. I ain't going up the stairs for that."