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abidingpercy (abidingpercy) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Percy smirked. "To my knowledge, Mister Potter is not aware of the exhibit in question... at least until his date, which from what I saw will be at the museum in question, so he is likely discovering its existence as we speak."

He nodded, understanding the sentiment. "Sometimes a better life for one's family means separation, but it is nice that they will come visit at least."

Percy blushed even further at her comment about not peeking - sometimes it was terrible being so fair-skinned - but he ignored it in favour of extending his elbow to his companion for her to take. They were led up toward the building and inside, and were stopped before two doors. The representative of the business explained that they were to enter the rooms and disrobe, dress in a terrycloth robe, and exit through the other door to the room where their massage would take place.

"I suppose this is where we part, if only for a few minutes. I shall see you shortly," he promised as he let go of her arm, made a polite bow, and entered the indicated door.