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[jmff]

Recently I've remembered why I took the job at the Dog in the first place. There's only so much television you can watch before you feel as if your brain is about to slide out your ears. I've been taking Steve for a lot of walks because I'm so bored and because I don't think it's a good idea for him to be at the shop with Terry. At least not

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[skepticaemia]

You can come to the Banshee, if you want. Harry's no help to me when he's spending all his time trying to get dates.

[jmff]

Ernie would never forgive me if I came to work for you, darling. Besides, Tubby said I could come back any time I like. But I'd probably have to wrestle Winston to get my job back.

To be honest, I think I'm done with working in pubs. I need to think about some sort of responsible adult job.

[skepticaemia]

I can handle Ernie. Tubby, I'm not so sure.

Responsible adult job? And here you've been claiming to be gentry all these years.

[jmff]

Ernie's easy to handle. Well, maybe not so much now what with Barbara and all.

My father worked very hard and I think somehow that rubbed off on me. Poor old thing, he's probably rolling over in his grave now that I've said he was a good influence on me.

[earnesternest]

I'm only easy for you, Justin.

[jmff]

Not anymore!

[skepticaemia]

How touching. Someday, perhaps you'll be a good influence on someone, too.

But I'm not putting galleons on it.

[jmff]

Terry won't let me have a baby, so no, probably not.

[skepticaemia]

How thrilling to know that someone has emerged as living proof that ravenclaws are, as rumoured, intelligent.

And did you really have to phrase it as "Terry won't let me have a baby?" I was eating my post-bedtime snack.

[jmff]

You have a post-bedtime snack? You're so odd, Zachary. Do you eat it in bed? What about crumbs?

[skepticaemia]

Of course I eat it in bed, otherwise it'd be a pre-bedtime snack. And there are no crumbs -- it's yoghurt.