There's a sharp crack and she appears at the bottom of the stairs, dressed sleekly in black silk - 3/4 sleeve top and a skirt almost touching the ground. She has a small bag with little inside it, save her wand.
Hell yeah, she's a beauty. He walks up to her, smiling down at her. He's fairly tall and built, and young. Twenty-one. He looks like your average man, or as she might put it, 'muggle'.
"Hey, babe, Wally West." He holds out his hand. "You figured out what you want to eat yet?"
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"Indeed." There's the faintest wisp of a smirk, but it vanishes.
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"Hey, babe, Wally West." He holds out his hand. "You figured out what you want to eat yet?"
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