Nov 28, 2011 13:32
Fleur is humming to herself at the bar, flipping idly through the latest Witch Weekly.
"Merdi, merdi, 'ow many venereal diseasez can one wizard 'ave?" She tuts and takes another drag of her cigarette, breathing out trails of smoke shaped like dragons through her nose.
[OOC: Come on, everyone! Let's have some way back fun! :D?]