Miles tried to concentrate on the female auror. "I'm sorry, I forgot your name," he said as he tried to stall. Fuck, I don't have any receipts. Fuck! Why the hell did Lettie pick NOW to forget everything?
When she mentioned the portkey to France, he ran a hand through his hair and avoided her gaze. "I ah... had a spare one." It was a very lame excuse for the illegal portkey that he had acquired. He'd only bought the one to Russia through legal means, as his supplier wanted to charge the most ridiculous amount for one.
"I'm afraid it was a bit of a spur of the moment trip, and we ahh... didn't really spend much time sight seeing."
"I'm sure that when Lettie remembers, you'll have your alibi." He was trying to sound confident, and hoped that they would wait for her memory to return and leave him alone.