Miles thought the offer of knitting new mittens for Liam was a little odd, and he gave her a strange look. "No, it's okay. He has plenty more, thank you." This was one odd woman. She wasn't even at all swayed by his charms, and that in itself was annoying.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I mean, I will be when it sinks in."
When she asked him about his whereabouts he paused for a second. Was this actually an interrogation? He narrowed his eyes slightly, not sure if it was, but that blonde blinked and looked so innocent, he just couldn't be sure.
But he was rather smug and pleased with himself. "Well I know exactly where I was. I was with Lettie Capper in Paris. We stayed overnight, had dinner and went shopping on Saturday morning. Check with her - she'll tell you the same thing." Of course, if they did ask for proof, he didn't have any dockets, having decided to deceive the muggles by obliviating them just before they paid. Well, apart from dinner.
"Was that all you wanted now?" he asked as Liam started crying again. "I really do need to go and see to my son."