Who: Marguerite Delacour and Irving Bradley and working the shop, Stephen Cornfoot. When: Sunday Afternoon Where: Tea and Sympathy What: A first meeting that may not go so well. Rating: PG13? Open/Closed: Open to Bradley (and, consequently if anyone wants to bother Stephen you can post that here and I can double up!)
Stephen was quite the francophile, really, so when Marguerite first came in he was terribly excited to have someone he could converse with in French. She was pleasant enough about it, too, though it seemed at times she was a bit curt and frustrated with the way he butchered certain words. Or, how much he spoke of this 'Stephanie' girl, or how much he really believed in this divination craft. Not that she completely disbelieved, magic was magic, but she didn't give it the kind of credit he did and for him to be so stupid as to think he could tell the future had her saying things that were sometimes a bit too rude.
But Stephen handled her well, made her favorite tea (orange spice) so they tolerated one another.
Until the day came that Stephen, who had been torn between speaking with her and keeping company with some blonde wizard sitting at another table, said a terrible, terrible thing.
"He's really doing well with this one," he had said in French, nodding to the blonde wizard. Marguerite, sipping on her orange tea and writing an article on a bit of parchment, glanced over her shoulder.
"Oh, he is a writer?"
"Bradley? The very best," beamed Stephen. "He's my best mate, going to be my best man in my wedding, even."
And she knew at once there was going to be a problem. Not that she cared if she ever met the man she kept giving poor reviews to, but she did like Stephen (a sharp dresser, despite his other shortcomings). Still, she scoffed, almost too loudly and rolled those big, blue eyes.
"You've read his stuff?" asked Stephen, slightly confused by the scoff.
"Read his... why yes, as a matter of fact I have."
"Hey Bradley, you have a fan!"
"A, no, I did not say that I.." but it was too late, Stephen already said it and Maggie was scowling.