It was too good an opportunity to miss, needling her best friend about the possibilities of being co-erced into a costume. "I wouldn't dream of mentioning you wearing a costume, I'm much happier to sit back and wait for the idea to occur to Lucy. Perhaps something matching, a friend for the horse so it doesn't get lonely..," Good manners meant Penny held onto her composure for a few seconds before the giggle pushed its way out of her mouth and she quickly covered her mouth to muffle the sound. "I'm so sorry Percy, I'm not laughing at you but we both know she's the apple of her daddy's eyes and your fate rests now in the hands of a little girl and an eager charmcaster."
It was endearing, the side of him as a father still seemed slightly at odds with the man she'd known growing up but it fitted. Lucy was a ray of sunshine. Fortunately, all she had to worry about was submitting the last batch of edits and approving a cover before All Hallows Eve; trick or treaters - even the muggle ones- rarely ventured this close to the cover. "Perhaps but Oliver is - he can become easily distracted and the fact that his attention has been captured by someone who is responsible enough to have a successful, thriving business bodes well for them both. I'd rather it was a capable witch than one of those insipid groupies who seem to think it appropriate to throw themselves at professional athletes." It said rather a lot about the relationship he had with Olive that the other man came to Percy for advice.
Listening to him, hearing the sound of that noise spoke volumes and her hand reached over to settle briefly over his. " I think you're wrong. Why shouldn't you talk of love? You've been in love, you know the responsibilities of committing to someone every day, to becoming part of a something rather than a singular unit and I've seen you do it with Lucy. Add on to that your advice is always well thought out and measured, I think Oliver is fortunate that you offered your input and opinion and he would be unwise not to seek your counsel."