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Blaise Selwyn Zabini (dark_blaise) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Blaise's work week had dragged on forever. The recent norm had been for him to get the assignment for the club he'd be visiting on Thrusday so he could tak his time on Friday to travel for the meeting with the club on Saturday. Unfortunately, there had been some argument over which of the clubs in Germany he was going to see. It had been a toss up between Munich and Berlin until just before he left the office. Thankfully, Germany wasn't too far of a trip and it could easily be taken care of in one day so he didn't need to leave until the morning.

Needing a mental break before heading home to pack, Blaise opted to head to Finnigan's rather than go right home. Deciding he rather walk in, he went to one of the apparation points in the Ministry and popped into the park in Monument Alley. As he made the swift trip he debated whether he ought to sit and eat or order something to go. Finally he came to the conclusion that he would allow whether or not he found suitable company among the patrons to be the determining factor.

Moments later he pushed the door to the pub open and headed toward the bar. When he got there he looked to his right and then to his left. A few stools down there was a familiar fact he'd not had the opportunity to socialize with in quite a while. "Gregory Goyle," he leaned against the bar so he could look at his friend. "It's been entirely too long since we drank together."