journal entry; #011

[tt_james]

[Public Entry]

Seeing as we're all confused prats without magic, Remus and I have decided we need a pub night. 9pm. We'll be the rowdy table. (This note also serves as an invitation to Sirius and anyone else who might want to join us, and a heads up to Lisa that she might want to be on her toes and have a whiskey waiting at 9 tonight. (Just kidding about the drink, Lisa, I know better).).

Comments

[tt_sirius]

Can't be on long, mate. Need to conserve battery power. I'm on Australia and can't get back. Don't know how long I'll be here. Cecilia Proudfoot is with me. We were on the far end of the continent when the storm hit. We're going to try to hike back along the coast to the new settlement construction.

[tt_ginny]

Whiskey. You had to say that. Now I'm definitely heading to the pub after this day at work!

You, Mr Potter, are a bad influence.

[tt_james]

If you drink whiskey, Youngest Weasley, I want to be a furhter bad influence. Because there aren't enough people here who know good alcohol and I could always use another fantastic drinking buddy.

[tt_ginny]

Hey! I think we're the same age, you know. I do believe, Mr Potter, that you've found yourself a fantastic drinking buddy, then.

[tt_james]

Let me assure you, YW, that I knew your parents before your oldest brother was a gleam in their eye! But I'll never hold it against you, and to solidify this new drinking buddy-ship, let's hope we can have a couple of shots tonight.

[tt_hestia]

Music to my ears, Mr. Potter.