Theodore couldn't help but laugh at that. "Actually, the all male ones aren't that bad at all. You just don't dress right for it." He smirked playfully before sipping his drink and staring up at the stage, trying to stop himself from grinning when Montague excused his... situation.

"A conditioned response? If you're getting shagged enough to CONDITION your cock, then I must be doing something wrong. It's the broom flying, isn't it? Women probably throw themselves at you before you know how to ride a stick. Ironic, really." He gave an amused grin.

"As for my paycheck, don't you worry. If you think that this is half of it, then you obviously don't know how much business I get in the first place. ...ALL of my business, I mean."