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Grinning, Trevor placed a hand over his heart and flicked his cigarette with the other. "A more 'onest and true bloke you'll never find." He snickered at his own overblown performance and rewarded himself with another drink of scotch before settling in for what this was really all about.
He smoked slowly as he listened to Lestrange, grinning only slightly at his observation of a 'true' family and nodded. "I 'ad the thought there might be....wiser minds in there somewhere now."