"You have a son?!" Ernie's face showed full-blown shock, but that quickly melted into a strange mix of happiness and envy. "Merlin, you have a son. How old is he? Where is he? I bet he's adorable. Does he eat all his vegetables? Because that's really important, you know."
Though as he babbled, one thought kept running round and around in his mind - Justin's going to go spare.
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