"Mmyeah," Oliver nodded, looking her over thoughtfully. "Need a bit of gold in there. For your hair." He motioned​ to the absolutely beautifully done hair. Merlin, what was it about blondes that caught his attention? Especially a blonde in red.
Jenn slid tapped the little shot glass with a smirk. "Good thing we have these." She said, picking hers up and giggling at thickly rolling golden liquor. "What the hell are these?"
"Snitches." Oliver replied as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "See?" He pointed to the glass. Genevieve's​ observation raised a good point: just where were the rest of Puddlemere?
"Most are at the Leaky." Alex replied, twisting the shot glass between his thumb and forefinger to create a riotous storm inside the glass. "I think some are with Terence who didn't want to go out and others are up in Scotland near Dartmoor." They'd managed to spread themselves fairly far.
"I do remember most of the starting team wanting to go to the Leaky," Jenn replied, looking at her watch. "Visiting hours are nearly over at the hospital." Of course such a thing didn't stop Oliver. He would come and go from Terence's room whenever he felt like it. "We should get over there and meet them."