Warded to Mils
Oh fuck him bloody, honestly! You want me to hex him for you? Or even beat him up. I can beat him up too, you don't have to bother Greg for that.
You have a much nicer box than me, for one. In fact, I love your place and have since you got it. It's comfortable and wonderful and it has you in it. Thank the gods he never met me or seen where I've lived. I'd have punched his lights out.
We could always send him to the bottom of that ravine in the Indian Ocean. This Muggle told me that the pressure down there would crush almost anything. No one would ever know.
We're far from on the shelf, darling. And I know better purebloods than that, if you wanted one. UGH. Die die die.
Firewhiskey in a light-weight charmed box on the way. Poor Caduceus wouldn't be able to carry it otherwise. Don't drink too much all on your own though (I say this from experience). You can come over with it if you want.