James' eyes went wide when she returned the compliment. "I never thought I'd hear you say you were glad to see me. Aren't you speaking to the same arrogant prat who bullied poor second years and threw your Prefect schedules out the train window when we were in 5th?" He laughed at the memory.
"How is Sirius? They won't tell me anything; I don't even know what the other me, in 2002, I suppose, is up to!" He waved the waitress over again and with a smile she just left the bottle.
"I'll make sure to put it on your datapad, Mr. Potter, Miss Evans," Lisa said with a knowing smile but she was gone before James noticed anything. A hand went to his messy, almost too long black hair and he scrubbed through it, a habit.
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Date: 2013-01-30 05:53 am (UTC)"How is Sirius? They won't tell me anything; I don't even know what the other me, in 2002, I suppose, is up to!" He waved the waitress over again and with a smile she just left the bottle.
"I'll make sure to put it on your datapad, Mr. Potter, Miss Evans," Lisa said with a knowing smile but she was gone before James noticed anything. A hand went to his messy, almost too long black hair and he scrubbed through it, a habit.