Re: Arrivals
George snorted out a laugh. "Well, between the two of us he did end up with the terrible temper." This was a lie, and all their friends knew it. While the twins occasionally had their moods, neither of them was what one would call ill-tempered. He smiled and leaned in when she lowered her voice. "Aww, Alicia that is very kind...but it would be kinder if you didn't bring up my brother," he winked at her before stepping back and pointing the way to the kitchen with a flourish.
"Sparkly? Hmm...we've got some mead, and elderflower wine...not sure either of those qualifies," he mused as he followed her into the kitchen. He rummaged through the woefully small supply of bottles, coming up with one he'd forgotten about. "Or, there's this...red currant rum. It might or might not be sparkly, but it does pack a punch."