Private Message to Padma Patil

[alt_blaise]

I suppose it was something I said. Certainly wasn't anything I did. You didn't stay long enough for that.

I trust Burton delivered you safely home.


You could at least have let me escort you.

Comments

[alt_padma]

Why, so you could spend the whole carriage-ride telling me I'm being unreasonable and babyish and trying to convince me to come back?

No, thank you. Your idea of a party is--is depraved.

And I'm half an hour late for curfew. You're lucky Pav and I have a system.

[alt_blaise]

Of course you have a system. If you didn't have a system, I'd think something was seriously wrong with you both. What's a twin for if not to cover for you?

Maybe she'd like the parties better.

[alt_padma]

Don't you dare.

It's a wonder Daphs ever tolerated you.

[alt_blaise]

Daphne has impeccable taste. But that's not a conversation you want us to have.

So you'll come on Saturday, won't you? The next one's at mine.

And Tamblyn will be here. Mind you, I think he's bringing Gray, but that doesn't mean you can't look.

[alt_padma]

Oh, really? She's been with Bole, a certified maniac; then she crushed on that director for the revue, who's a pufta if ever there was one; and then she snogged Ron sodding Weasley. Still want to hold up Daphs as a paragon of good taste?

And for your information, I'm not interested in Tamblyn. And if Gray comes it's her own lookout. There's more to girls than our... more than what you can shag, for Lakshmi's sake!

What on earth makes you think I'd come on Saturday?

[alt_blaise]

Daphne's decisions are entirely her own, and none of your business.

Don't come, then. Suit yourself.

[alt_padma]

FINE.