"A human, huh?" Al sighed. By why can't it be merfolk!? I imagine he won't let me get away with taking them to the library either...
"Fine." Might as well face it. The doomdate awaits no matter what. "But only if one of those birthday parties you attend has any royalty," Al clarified.
"If you find me a not-overly-indulgent individual with passion for books. But," he added, "if I can't have the merfolk, the human alternative absolutely must have royal standing: a queen, a prince, or a lord." He thought about it longer. "Um, Lord Voldemort excluded."
Better not invite trouble too much. Or I fully deserve to get Petrificused like my brother.
He gave Scor a smug smile. That ought to keep him busy searching long enough until he gives up on this absurd idea altogether.