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Dennis Finnigan Creevey (dennisthebrave) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dennis smiled slightly at the slightly awkward way the other man attempted small talk. It was rather cute, in a weird sort of way. "Oh definitely, publishing fauxs pas are a big thing to worry about," he replied with a serious nod. "That's why we fact check so much."

"I think you'll do perfectly all right," Dennis said, flashing another smile as the man's frown evaporated. "Monument Alley is extremely vibrant and we all like looking at the new things, plus competition is good for any business." He paused and thought of some of the apothecaries he'd been into and decided that one good turn deserved another. "I've been to a couple of apothecaries that manage to minimise the smell somehow - I reckon if you did that people would come flocking." He laughed again, particularly when the other man bit his finger to stop a smile. "Well that's Singapore for you. I had a man in Hong Kong try to convince my ex-boyfriend to shave my head and sell the hair to him. Apparently my hair needed to be used in potions."

He quirked an eyebrow at the man's sardonic and ever so slightly self-loathing tone. Admittedly it was about as subtle as being hit by a road train travelling at top speed, but still, Dennis noticed it. "It's been alright, thanks," he replied with a cheeky gin. "And no, Finn Collins is not the new Rita Skeeter. She was one of the first to be shafted when the Prophet was purged, and they tend to try and get us to adhere to journalistic ethics." He peered at him for a moment, stroking his chin and mock concentration. "Although, you do look a bit pale. Maybe you are a vampire - in a very Interview With A Vampire sort of way?"