evan rosier is a filthy libertine (rozier) wrote in withgoodintent, |
Natalie Elspeth-soon-to-be-Rosier, I am aghast! And very bloody offended. You have my cousin and other wee little cousin, and I'm not even invited. The poor kid needs a male figure around some of the time - one who doesn't rely solely on peacocks for protection in his courtyard. But I suppose you have a point. Half an hour of that chatter, and I would've been stabbing myself in the jugular with Draco's rattle. That I bought him, by the way. Early fall? And what, walk down the aisle to the crunch of dry leaves? I would much prefer winter. It's rather nice and Christmassey, though I know what you girls are like - too damned clucky to wait five seconds. We'll see, shall we? And I haven't the faintest clue what you're talking about, though I have been informed the green ones taste like apple. We should find out, what do you think? Absolutely. You're lucky she's not around to see who I'm marrying, or she would chase you with a wooden spoon, cursing about harlots and all. She was quite the character. Five? You are going to be the death of me. I will compromise, though, and say six. Just on the off chance that the entire set of the W.W.N. shows up on our doorstep one winter night, in search of many salad forks and soup spoons. Why don't we go shopping this evening? After work, as you seem so ridiculously adamant on actually staying here. You have a good point, though! They ought to rename the entire alley after us when we're done. It's going to be the wedding of the century. P.S. Heads or tails? I'm arguing with Williamson over who has to go Obliviate those muggles in Kent at five. I really can't be fucked, but I'm in the business of being fair. |