„No tell me.“ Oliver insisted, he just wanted to know it now. He was a bit afraid that she wouldn’t be too happy about the idea, by the way she was reacting to it, maybe he shouldn’t have asked. Now he could only hope she’d not be grossed out.
“I think I blew one up once, and I well…burnt a few holes in cauldrons and all, but exploding…only one. And I’m not even sure if it was my fault or my partner’s.” he grinned again at the image that was forming in his mind. He would really have loved to see that. There hadn’t been enough exploding cauldrons in his classes.
“Well…they were pink…and lacy….and girly…dunno if you find it cute. If you want you can have the,. I don’t have any use for them.” He shrugged. He wasn’t really comfortable with all the girl-attention he was receiving.