Agatha & Kinjal
Aggie sighed. "Merlin, it's only going to get worse. Did you hear about Greyback's escape from Azkaban? Well guess who's job it is to find him now?"
She lifted her wine glass and downed the rest of it, knowing she shouldn't but feeling the urge to do so anyway. She could really use a firewhiskey, but not now, this was Samara's party.
"And I thought the days of carrying around silver knives were over with. I do hope they don't clash with my boots," she joked with a roll of her eyes. "And speaking of people needing a knife in their gullet, has Eli come down yet?"