"Maybe," Ernie said, swirling what remained of the Firewhiskey before downing the rest of it. "In any case, it's done with for now." He was fairly doubtful that he'd find any alcoholic drink that would work for him as he disliked the bitterness that typically did accompany it. "Or maybe I should just order a Butterbeer the next time. But I suppose that isn't quite the same."
"Yeah--it's supposed to be quite the event," Ernie said quietly, starting to feel as if he's forgotten something. He had caught a few mistakes earlier that day, but what was unsettling was the prospect of making a few more that he didn't catch. Security for such events was typically something else to arrange. Well between that, the regular Hallowe'en and the prisoners being released...he couldn't quite see them having a break in the next while.