"Next week sounds good," Verity ducked down and reached for the fork that Charlie dropped, catching it just before it hit the ground. "There's loads of people who're willing to look after the squidget. Bill and Fleur maybe?" Handing the fork back to Charlie, she took a sip of her water, pulling an innocent face. "I'll just have to see if I can get my boss to give me time off. He can be kind of a jerk sometimes."