You know what that means.

[mcdolohov]

Helped Richard pack his all his stuff into his bag. That should put an end to nights of accidentally and painfully trodding on some hard plastic toy on the way to the bathroom and hopping around trying to hiss profanities as quietly as possible

Comments

[frankfrenchy]

I'd appreciate it if you didn't call my son 'the bugger'.

And you do know that saying you can smoke openly for all to see makes it rather pointless if you don't let Amycus see.

[mcdolohov]

He's your son now? Yeah, I suppose he is now, isn't he? He's all right, the kid.

It doesn't count if he doesn't catch me in the act.

I have a question. Now that you're married, am I no longer allowed to hit on you?

[frankfrenchy]

Yes, he is. Better.

But him knowing it and smelling it on you is alright then?

Uh oh, here it comes. I wasn't aware what you had be in the first place.

[mcdolohov]

That's good. Kiddo needs someone responsible to look after him, after all.

Innocent until proven guilty, really.

Ah. I expect my come-ons are too sophisticated for your French ears.

[frankfrenchy]

He has two, so I think he'll be set.

But you're proving yourself guilty, are you not?

I doubt that. Men have an air about them when they come on to another person. I don't recollect anything, I mean when I first arrived at Hogwarts yes, but since then not so much.

[mcdolohov]

I'm glad you think highly of me, but what about Fawcet?

Not until I get caught in the act. Everything else-- the smell of smoke or just mentioning that I do-- are circumstantial evidence.

That's 'cause my attentions were pulled in another direction, you know. Not that I wasn't paying attention to you either. I mean, Fawcet's a nice bloke, congratulations on your marriage, etcetera, but all I'm saying is that he took advantage of the time I was looking the other way. Otherwise we could have been something, you and I.

[frankfrenchy]

Oh, you're clever. But why would I marry him if I didn't think highly of him? I mean, would I want a irresponsible father to my own children?

Oh, we'll see how that holds up with him then now won't we?

Oh, is that so? You think? I'm not one for habitual smokers. And thanks---I think.

[mcdolohov]

I dunno, 'cause you're strange? he's good in bed? I dunno what goes on in that French brain of yours.

Amycus and I have an understanding. He won't mind, trust me.

You never know, I might be able to change your mind.

[frankfrenchy]

I may not be able to see that, but knowing you makes it easy to assume. Well, that he his, but not that alone.

I'll have to I suppose.

I doubt that, truly. But because I'm curious, how would you go about that exactly?

[mcdolohov]

It's his hat, is it? Or maybe his hair.

Because you're curious, I suppose it's all right to tell. First, I'll continue talking to you like this behind Fawcet's back. Or in front of Fawcet, it doesn't matter, I'm sure he won't mind. Or if he does, I'll simply say I was being friendly, when in fact, it's not just that. And then I'll turn up my boyish charm meter bit by bit until you're completely taken by me. And then I'll very subtly suggest that illicit affairs outside a marriage is all the rage these days. Very glamorous, that.

[frankfrenchy]

Oh hush my love. He's harmless. Besides, the only man I'd ever cheat on you for is Frank Sinatra, and even then there's no promise of a stable relationship so what's the point?

You know I'm joking there, but seriously, you know how I love running my fingers through your hair.

[frankfrenchy]

You'd better mean me.

Fine, fine, have fun.

[mcdolohov]

I'm just being friendly, mate!

You go ahead and buy Amy that though. That'll be...interesting.