Who: Charlie Weasley and Oliver Wood
What: Guy stuff
When: Monday evening after quitting time
Where: Oliver's place
Warnings: Charlie has a potty mouth although he probably won't set things on fire this time.
Status: Closed, incomplete.
Monday morning, Charlie had gotten an owl from Oliver suggesting he come by that evening. Generally these things led to some discussion about whatever bizarre creature-related case Oliver had found himself embroiled in, with Charlie trying to mediate whatever was going on between Barrington Investigations and Regulation more or less successfully. It was one more way becoming the boss had both simplified and complicated Charlie's life: he could now solve all those problems with the stroke of a quill, but now he was going to have to make all the decisions when one of his old friends butted heads with his Regulators.
So it was with something like a sense of dread that Charlie knocked on the door of Barrington Investigations. Mircea was at his heels, and this time Charlie had made sure the dog had had plenty of walk time
before the drinking started. For all that Mircea's needs had been conveniently timed, he didn't want every uncomfortable conversation interrupted by canine emergencies.