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Dennis Finnigan Creevey (dennisthebrave) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dennis smiled brightly at her, because honestly they both knew it was his fault, and the fact that she was being polite about the whole thing just made him feel more embarrassed. "Of course it was my fault, but thank you for demuring anyway. It's always nice to meet someone who's not ready to throw you under a bus because you're absent minded." He stopped and winced. "Ah, if by 'bus' you mean, um, 'carriage' and I do. Of course the analogy just jumped out the window, but thats Muggle metaphors for you." He closed his eyes for a moment and wondered fervently if there was some sort of cosmic deity or corporeal manifestation of fate watching him right now, and whether it was laughing it's divine arse off.

"Books are the absolute best," he agreed, looking around with a happy smile. "Half the reason I became a journalist was so I could read as much as humanly possible. It was either that or become a reader for a publisher." He gave her his most charming and apologetic smile, and extended his hand to her. "But where are my manners, I'm Dennis Creevey! Pleased to meet you!"