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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Dec 30, 2009 22:54:01 GMT
*Is almost breathless when Miles peels his lips away from hers*
Uhm...yes.
*Madam Twillfit clears her throat, catching Silvery's attention*
Oh, right.
*Delicately pulls her wand out of her cloak's inside pocket and aims it at her things, using a careful shrinking spell to make it all fit into one small bag*
There we go! Thank you Madam.
*Puts her wand away and collects her bag, turning to the others while Miles starts out*
Well, it was good seeing a couple of faces from the past for a change. It's always interesting to learn what paths people have chosen to take in their lives...don't you think?
*Meets Miles at the door as he holds it open for her, turning before stepping through*
Oh! And good luck with taking over the jewellery shop, Parkinson. It seems we have a lot more in common than we thought.
*smirks*
Ciao!
*waves her fingers at the pair before wrapping her arm around Miles' and disappearing out into a dimly lit Diagon Alley*
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Post by Caius Reppert on Dec 31, 2009 6:48:37 GMT
::He felt a little let down when Bletchley declined his offer. He actually had the tickets in his pocket and could have given them to him. Oh well.::
I understand completely. Have a nice day sir. ::a quick bow of the head in Bletchley's direction::
::Realized that Bletchley could tell he was nervous. It was very unlike Caius to get himself in suck a tizzy. He just shook his head quickly and straightened his posture, and gave Bletchley a quick nod of acknowledgement and a light chuckle.::
I will. I dunno what's overcome me.
::watchs as the couple leaves and turns back to Pansy. He walks closer to her and put his hand on the small of her back.::
Can I help you find anything or do you need an opinion on something? Its the least I can do, since you are going to help me. ::smiles a rather dashing smile::
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Jan 3, 2010 4:42:18 GMT
*Smiles politely, and a little enviously, at the Bletchleys' kiss. She always wanted a man that could so clearly swept her off her feet like Miles did Silvery? Nods in agreement with Silvery.*
Indeed it is. Thank you Bletchley.
*Gives a smirk at the chosen surname. Smiles now, a little more caught off guard.*
Perhaps we do. Good evening.
*Offers a nod goodbye to Miles and Silvery. Skin forms goosebumps as Caius places his hand on her lower back. Smirks, looks up to him out of the corner of her eyes slyly.*
Well actually...
*Glances down to the emerald gown she and Silvery discussed earlier.*
I was eyeing this one earlier. I suppose it could be worth a try.
*Takes the dress off of the rack and heads toward the dressing room. Looks over her should to call to Caius before she closes the curtain.*
Look around for your mother while I try this on. Maybe get us at a starting point.
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Post by Caius Reppert on Jan 15, 2010 19:04:59 GMT
Yeah I like that dress ::as he looks at the dress that Pansy is eyeing.::
::Listens as she tells him to look around the shop while she trys it on. He does what she says, but doesn't really know what he's looking for. Usually he just gave his mother an fully paid trip to somewhere exotic, but since money had been short lately, and he wasn't being paid for being on temporary leave, and the fact that the pay for his current job was Credenza, he had no choice but to get something a little cheaper. Looking like a loser as he casually walked around the shop, he just hoped that Pansy would hurry up and come back out and help him pick something.::
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Post by Lorcan d'Eath on Jun 13, 2010 18:28:24 GMT
*Wanders in from the dark street outside*
*Lifts his dark glasses slightly to scan the shop*
*Pushes the glasses back onto his nose and crosses to the counter*
*Clears his throat, waiting for service*
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