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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“Sure, if you want to,” Alicia grinned, “although if you just steer clear of things like… uh… extract of skunk or pureed durian, you can use my kitchen if you’d like.” She still hadn’t the faintest idea of what Adrian could have possibly been concocting that day, but she was just grateful that he had either taken her advice of better ventilation or foregone that Potion or Paste or Salve all together.

“Of course you don’t do puddle,” she said with a smirk and gently patted his chest as she passed through the door he was holding open for her.

Once at the table, she looked around the place. It was small and had a very homey feel to it, and she couldn’t help but feel at ease right away. Shaking her head in disbelief – though she knew Adrian was telling the truth about his family – she shorted and shrugged. “I’m a dirty little secret,” she mused with a soft chuckle. “You could always pass me off as your friend Ali,” she continued, shifting the pressure from the A to the I and changing the diminutive of her name to something entirely different. “They’ll think you’ve made a Middle Eastern friend.”