Re: Dennis and Genie and Open
"Oh really," Dennis asked her with an amused smile and raised eyebrows. "I felt you were very much a 'better to smite you with' sort of girl, but I must've been mistaken," he teased gently, before sobering. "Thank you, and my condolences for anyone you lost as well." He snorted again and shrugged. "Stuff like that is okay, maybe, but on the whole... I like to keep things just."
"A car, really," he asked, genuinely interested. "Isn't it harder to get a car license then an apparition license or is that just hearsay?" He quirked his lips at the way she mentioned the motorcycle. The only thing I know about motorcycles is that one of my roommates in school really, really wanted to fuck a girl on one. I could always set the two of you up," he offered, before chuckling. "But what do you like about them?" He sensed that for some reason - most likely a fear of splinching, or possibly a memory of splinching meant that she didn't want to learn how to apparate, so he let the matter drop. "Ugh I know what you mean, Rose and I had to take the whole day off and she had to offer to blow the connectnician for us to actually get the Floo hooked up. Disaster."
He quirked an eyebrow at her with amusement. "That's an interesting turn of phrase, but yes, they're getting older. My sister has pink hair now, apparently it's the thing at Hogwarts."
"You could say that again," he said with a sigh. "The Department of Magic in the US thinks it should run the magical world and the rest of the world uh, well disagrees." He turned back to his own food and chewed thoughtfully for a few minutes while he thought. He knew his rather liberal ideas about werewolves weren't always popular, and he didn't want to alienate a potential friend. "I think it has to do with the local vodun practices, plus a bit of folklore maybe? I'm not actually entirely sure, and that's what I plan to find out."