Re: Remus - Craig
"Ah, I see. Although," he said consideringly, another smirk playing at the corners of his lips, "he'd only be overrun with puppies for a short time. Then they'd be overrun with full grown dogs. I'll guess it's safe to assume your love of puppies is inherited from your mother?"
Remus laughed warmly at the logic, as it was fairly logical, he supposed. "Languages are easily checked with a translation charm, though. The rest, I suppose I can give you those points.
"My days of tossing coloured balls into the air for the amusement of tiny people are long over," he added with a chuckle. "There are only so many weeks of juggling and prank falls one can take before one begins to go mad. The puppets at least had a plotline."
A roll of the eyes and a shake of the head were all that last received. "That puppy has you wrapped around his little paw. You have no will of your left," he teased. "I suppose I'll have to come over or James and Dylan will be left wondering what happened to that friend they had who used to be able to leave his house before he bowed to the will of the puppy."