Michael realized something was off as she seemed a bit more distant again. "Mmm I must apologize, I come off as pompous and an elitist but really truly I'm not... I simply have a lot of confidence in my abilities,.., mainly due to years of having never failed at anything." He said smiling meekly at her hoping she'd see that he really was an alright person. "Hmm interesting. Mine is a hand me down directly from my great (x5) grandfather, Gilcyrus Crowley. He was the first Minister of Magic after the Statute of Secrecy was written into law. It's made of rowan, 13 inches with a blended core of phoenix feather and chimaera scale, springy. Not weak but not too powerful either quick to learn but not too quick. Perfect for a wizard that wants power in his spells but also wants a wand that learns easily. It's been in my family for nearly 400 years and has only been used by two people... my ancestor,,... and me." He said looking at his wand at that time which did indeed look old. He then went back to eating his snacks munching on some Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans. He offered some to Gayle wanting to be polite just the same as her.