Hi, boys. I wanted to handle this with grace and aplomb, but that would require several drinks with one Sirius Black, and perhaps being infuriated that my fella is handling this situation way too well. Unfortunately, none of my lads are here, I probably shouldn't start drinking with just a lovely, massive dog named Pony for company, and I'm sick to my back teeth of squinting at these bloody screens trying to see if you two lads with my fella's surname really do have the Evans' green eyes.
My name is Lily Jacqueline Evans. Does that mean anything to either of you?