"He didn't mean anything by it." The other man said as he approached them after checking on the prostitute. He kept both hands raised to show he did not brandish a wand. "She's just sleeping, Anton. Apologize for touching our guest." The second man stared down his friend with an intense look. Draco could almost feel the conversation between them; Anton didn't want to apologize, but the other bodyguard knew that Draco was a valued returning customer.