"Well done, Giac!" Barty gave his brother some approval, than shrugged when he looked at Sam. "Sorry. He likes football, he gets excited when he does well." So maybe it was a little condescending to indulge him, but he was his brother. In so many was his little brother. Who, yes, was definitely a giant knobhead, but that didn't mean he couldn't give him some positive attention. Not as if he got much.

"We were going to the caravan. There's a girl there he fancies and she doesn't mind him staring and not talking." It was quite the romance.