James sniggered. "Well, I'm not sure I have many options at the moment. It's that or my right hand." Not that he was serious. He didn't trust anyone that much right now. "Let me see, we're working overtime, I try to stop at St. Mungo's to see Allison and when I don't, I'm with Nott. Yeah, It's basically a vacation," he joked.
"I'll celebrate with a good old beer. I'll even go for a dark one," James said. "You can keep the poufter drinks."
He chuckled. "You might be a lot drunk too." He put an arm around Craig. "You probably have called him that, but I tune you two out when you start bickering like two girls. So explain to me why Dyl."