Rus frowns belligerently and looks as if he'd like to protest. Then he shrugs. "I've waited this long, I suppose a bit longer won't hurt anything." He considers briefly. "No, I think I still want Potter to be first. Slughorn can be next. I'm going to keep changing that list for you I'm afraid."
"At least this time if I need it, I can get some."
Rus blinks; he can't really recall the last time Severus just, well, laughed. It doesn't happen often. "But how will I know if I'm facing the right way?" he protests, laughing himself as he's spun. "I'd hate to hit you, you know." Rus staggers one step when Severus lets go, then gets his balance and throws the dart, right toward T2 at the bar. Unfortunately, the man had just picked up his beer, so instead of hitting his elbow, Rus' dart lands with a splash in his drink. T2 yelps and drops his glass. "Bloody bugger moved!" Rus exclaims, having opened his eyes. "How am I supposed to aim properly if he moves?!"
Thanks! I can't make stollen without it! :D Oh no! Poor kitty! :( Here's hoping everything works out for her. *pets gently*