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Pansy Parkinson (pans_parkinson_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Not a fan, are you?" Pansy asked, amused by the sneer on his face. Marcus was never complete without a Quidditch rivalry, and since becoming friends of a sort with Oliver Wood, Pansy thought he'd missed having someone to hate. "I can find out for myself." The idea of breaking someone's celibacy pact, if there was such a thing, definitely appealed to her. Just the thought of all that pent up sexual frustration was enough to excite her.

She smirked back. "I think that goes without saying." As a rule, Pansy was not fond of people. The waiter took their order, and left them with a basket of crusty bread and an oil dipping sauce. "You flatter me. Let's just say that I'm second-thinking taking on Nimbus as a client. The current head of sales is a beast, and it would serve him right if Cleansweep outsold them again in fourth quarter."