Alright, although I know you would all love to have a piece of Sirius to carry with you always, I must insist you sneak into my room and steal a lock of hair or something. Whoever stole the vodka/cigarettes/whatever the else is missing from my flat,Reg, I would like it back. Please.
You won't like me when I'm angry.
Actually, you probably would. You kinky minxes.
And don't you dare touch my hair.
You won't like me when I'm angry.
Actually, you probably would. You kinky minxes.
And don't you dare touch my hair.