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[the_woodpecker]

Bernard is in the bar, at the usual table, with his son. Sunny is frolicking nearby, unless her mun says otherwise

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[clumsy_auror]

Looking flushed and happy, 'Dora walks over, unbuttoning her cloak as she goes.

"Well! Look who's out and about this evening!"

She bends to kiss her husband firmly.

[the_woodpecker]

"Mmf!" Bernard's already smiling, albeit tiredly. "Yes, we thought we'd have an adventure this evening." And they are! Anthony's been wiggling and babbling and looking around with more interest than ever. When he sees Mummy, his face lights up, and he reaches for her.

"How was work?"

[clumsy_auror]

"Ohh, hello little man, how're you doing? Mummy missed you!" Nymphadora takes Anthony and lifts him into the air, kissing his cheek and laughing as he giggles delightedly.

"Really good," she enthuses, taking the seat beside him, reaching for the baby blanket on his lap, and draping it over her shoulder. "Got a hot tip this afternoon on a black market restricted potions dealer, and made the bust. It was brilliant." The witch situates Anthony beneath the blanket, and a moment later, sighs with relief. "Ahhhh. That's better."

[the_woodpecker]

"Well." He keeps smiling. He does. He's glad for her. "Back into the thick of it."

[chazaqiel]

There's a tall, tall man with a flute of Atlantean regarding the baby with a mixture of interest and... weirded-outness.

"Your kid?"

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard cocks an eyebrow at the drink and the question.

"One of them, yes. Ethereal, or stupid?"

[chazaqiel]

He grins. "Can't I be both?"

He offers his other hand, bending slightly both to offer it and to solemnly regard the tiny person. "Ezekiel of the Grigori. Just lately they call me Chaz."

"You know, I heard it was all out in open in this place, but it's still kind of funny to tell a human."

[the_woodpecker]

Anthony returns the regard solemnly. Bernard takes the proffered hand and shakes. "You can. Trust me. But I was giving you the benefit of the doubt." He smiles. "Bernard Wrangle. Head Barman."

He keeps anything about knowing loads of ethereals to himself. No telling who this guy is.

[aj_crawley]

bababababa BOM BOM BOM...

Crowley's humming Tchaikovsky (not very well, but recognisable) as he wanders over and drops into a seat.

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard grins tiredly.

"I hate the romantics." Anthony beams and reaches for his uncle. "Here. Take the little monkey."

[aj_crawley]

"Been in my head," Crowley explains, taking Anthony (who is delighted to be reunited at last with the sunglasses). "Explosions."

[the_woodpecker]

"...I bet we could do a reenactment, sometime. They do it every year on the river, in Boston, on Independance Day."

[man_ofthewatch]

There's a boy trying-rather unsuccessfully to get a large white wolf sleeping at his feet to wake up. However the wolf seems intent on remaining dead to the world-

Thankfully not dead.

He sighs and leans back.

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard notices, and eyes the wolf a bit warily, keeping one eye on Sunny.

[man_ofthewatch]

Ghost-seemingly oblivious to Jon or anyone-gets to his feet and runs-heading out the back door.

Jon sighed, "....Dammit."

Animals are fickle creatures.

Jon glances around before raising a hand. He has a few coins. This is like Mole's town right?

Unfortunately the waitrats don't seem to notice him.

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard rolls his eyes.

"Do you need something?"

[young_tmriddle]

Tom strolls in cheerfully from the House of Arch. He sees Bernard and heads over to say hello.

"Hullo there. Everything going alright?"

He waves to Sunny and Anthony.

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard grins and kicks out a chair. Anthony flails.

"So far, so good."

[young_tmriddle]

He sits down, taking Anthony's foot and wiggling it gently as he does. "Say, did you ever find out what on earth was going on with Fleur and 'Dora the other day?"

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard coughs out a laugh.

"Fleur's knocked up."