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[leplusbeau]

*Fleur is there. Singing at the top of her lungs.*

Oooooooooooooh, I may be a tiny chimney sweep
With a tiny grimy face
But I carry a broom that makez st'ong girlz weep,
Soooooooooo won't you let me up, up, up your fireplace?

*She might be drunk.*

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[timsbooks]

*Tim wanders over, still in female guise from talking with Esk about witchcraft. He looks worried.*

Fleur? Are you all right?

[leplusbeau]

*sotto* Why doez everyone ask that?

Iz it so odd for a pretty girl to be drunk? I could be celebrating! VIVA LA um. Something.

[timsbooks]

*Tim chews on his lip.*

Caus...you don't seem happy.

[leplusbeau]

*Fleur give hir a long look*

Do I know you?