Who: Amos and Rebecca What: A... Um... Tour... Where: The Diggory Residence When: January 2nd, Evening
Rebecca was right. Girls always were, but Amos still wasn't quite used to it. He was incredibly impatient, pacing up and down the hallway, running into the kitchen for another glass of water, going to the bathroom for the umteenth time to check his hair, and then to the window to look for the Knight Bus. This went on for... He wasn't quite sure how long, but it was long enough for him to be more antsy than he'd been in months, which was a pretty impressive feat, to be quite honest. He could usually maintain some sort of semblance of cool.
So, when he finally heard the knock on the door, it took a lot of self-control to keep from bounding over to the door like a puppy. With an incredible amount of self-control, Amos stepped calmly to the door, running a hand through his hair. He opened it slowly and leaned up against the door frame, "Good evening Miss Palmeiro, how was your trip?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow and waving her in.