He’d been right. Of course, he had. Draco had never schmoozed with so many people in all his life, and every single one of them had seemed interested in what Draco and Neville could do for them, from the CEO of Zonko’s (who had watched Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, one of the first companies to do business with them, grab a not inconsiderable portion of the joke shop market), to tea shops looking to experiment with infusions, to the Auror office themselves. At some point, he and Neville would need to debrief, but that could wait till the working week he thought, glancing over to where Neville was currently chatting animatedly to Daphne Greengrass.