Theo looked expectantly at Draco, awaiting an order, but Draco waved him away. "Don't you have a maid, Longbottom? You seem well-off," he commented, letting his eyes briefly wander to the spacious ceilings of the estate, lingering on a white bust of a famous scholar. "Surely, you were raised to have some form of manners. Offer your guests tea and biscuits, eh?"