Order Only: Private message to Pansy Parkinson's

[alt_gredforge]

Pansy,

Bad news. We had a special delivery by a special messenger owl this morning from some officious bloke claiming to be Virgil Crispin's boss. He's had a report from Crispin that we tried to bribe him (!). Apparently, the reason we gave for the gift certificate is absolute rot, because Crispin denies even being at the opening; he can produce a half-dozen witnesses that'll affirm he was at the Malfoys' that afternoon.

Even the bleeding owl was cheeky. It came close to pecking George's eye out while he was trying to get the message off its leg.

We're going to have to respond, we reckon. Any ideas? We're sorry, Pans. We should have never tried to twist his tail with that journal entry thanking him for being such a tosspot.

Comments

[alt_pansy]

Got your owl.

The letter is fine, but I'd leave off the postscript entirely -- and expect Crispin to be displeased regardless. You are entirely too cheeky for your own good, you know.

[alt_gredforge]

Awwww, you're no fun.

Right then. We will play it totally, totally straight. Butter won't melt in our mouths.

[alt_pansy]

Remember. I've had to kiss Lucius Malfoy's arse for months now. It's hard work. Don't want all that to go to waste, now, do we?

[alt_gredforge]

Urgh. Definitely not.