Lucy/Rich - Complete?
Laughing, Lucy nodded. "Hobbies seem to breed hobbies, I've found. The more people you know, the more hobbies they introduce you to, the more you end up doing - or wanting to do."
Beaming at the praise, Lucy looked back to her borrowed broom. "Fancy a race?" she asked. "You didn't come here to watch me all morning." She had no doubt at all that Rich would beat her handily - but it would be fun, and she already yearned to get back on the broom.
"And the same to you, boss," she said, giving him a quick mock-salute. "Now come on, don't let me get a headstart on you." And with that, she was mounted and zipping off to the track once more.