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abidingpercy (abidingpercy) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Percy gave her one of his patended raised eyebrows that only served to frame the twinkle in his eyes. "Of course, Ms. Clearwater. How could I not when your kitchen smells so delightfully fragrant? The fault in the end is yours." Her kitchen was truly a delight to him - not that he didn't enjoy his own, he did indeed, but he never failed to note just how at home he felt there. Or maybe it has always been the company. Yes, Penelope had remained a part of his extended family - though she actually seemed to enjoy spending time with him.

What he had here with Penny, a comfortable dinner for two, was something he had tried to give Lucy because he had never had it for himself growing up. There had always been shouting and elbowing and insults thrown across the table alongside dinner rolls. Now, instead of flying food, he could calmly spoon food onto his plate - something he still relished even after being away from home for so many years. "He can be as fluffy as he likes as long as he keeps delivering my mail, though with the advent of these journals, there may not be much need for that any longer. It is probably for the best; he's getting on in years, after all."

Percy was thankful for Penny's lack of commentary. His situation with Lucy's mother was already quite... complicated. "Now that sounds like a perfect Saturday," he offered with an affectionate look. He had always admired her ability to relax and enjoy lazy moments when few times they came. He was better than he used to be, but he had never quite reached her level of decadence, or at least that's how he saw it. He had a quick vision of her basking in the sunlight like the aforementioned cat and quickly pushed it from his mind before he could think on it too long. He, after all, had many years of practice with that particular push.

"Well, Oliver thinks himself in love with the baker from Sweet Nothings despite knowing her but a month - and was already talking 'feelings' after a week or two. And I don't know if you read the tabloid piece published about them in the Prophet, something about her using love potions to gain his affections." He rolled his eyes. "I've offered to sit with them and give them some practice in dealing with the media. Honestly, how does he get himself into these predicaments?"