Harry should have seen this coming, but there were worse people he could be with while bearing witness to whatever this exhibit was going to turn out to be. He let Ernie drag him along, and tried to keep an open mind. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad.
It was worse.
"That bloody woman won't be satisfied until I sue her," Harry murmured to Ernie, eying the sign with distaste. Of course, that's probably just what Skeeter wanted; a nice juicy lawsuit would be an excellent premise for her next book.
He sighed, and followed Ernie inside. "Unfortunately, I'm seeing it too." But he might as well try to enjoy himself, so he pushed aside the embarrassment and anger, and focused on the humorous aspects. Surely there were some!