Bomba was finally getting her first tattoo. Duke had one or two, depending on how you counted so maybe she was going to catch up with him. Once he was awake, fed, and a few other things, he got himself ready and flooed over to her father's house. He stepped out of the fireplace, catching her on the couch - at least she looked normal today.
"Oi," he called, flipping his sunglasses to the top of his head. "Ready to go? Or have you already got cold feet?" He teased, kicking her shoe with his own.