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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

She nodded slightly. While she wasn't familiar with that in an acting capacity, she'd certainly known enough Quidditch players who'd had their own interpretation of things the coach had said, and she smiled a little. She was usually one of them.

A girl like her. She nearly asked what he'd meant by that, but that felt a little antagonistic to her and he probably hadn't meant anything by it. "It's something to look into if all other avenues fail," she decided. She thought about asking him if he had any idea where she should start, but that felt too much like committing to the idea, and really ... it was going to be a last resort. Maybe she'd be discovered on the street some day, and she nearly laughed at the thought of that happening.

"Suppose if you have any friends in the theater, you could put in a good word for me," she said, a grin on her lips and laughter in her eyes.