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Originally Posted by Maxilocks  "I wouldn't say that," Jared said, his smile a mock, facetious kind of secretive. She did look beautiful. "Galleon for your thoughts," he added, as a light sort of half-smile flickered across her face. He assumed his comment had made her remember something. Something fun, perhaps. Then her smile had become a real one, and he grinned. "Problem makes it sound more challenging," he pointed out.
More challenging and, hence, more fun.
"Ah, yes. It's good to have family that understands - most of the time." He doubted there existed families that understood each other all the time and, frankly, the thought of being understand at all times came across as rather boring. He nodded, in silent agreement, as she added to his sentence. Planning ahead has its perks. Especially if life-threatening people and situations have a tendency of deciding to prevent one from getting things such as that, letters and presents, done right on time. That really could become a bit of problem.
"Indeed. Even if I haven't come across many people that, if they want to irritate someone, consider that they might not have instant permission to," Jared said, tones semi-joking. "Or what I've heard of your story," he pointed out. He hadn't just assumed she had told him all of it. In fact, he had a feeling she hadn't and even though that did not bother him, it did make the thought of her story more interesting, for him, than his own.
"I believe we'll have to thank the Leaky Cauldron for this," Jared said. He hadn't realized how many services the place offered, until recently. Picking up his goblet, he raised it, a smile playing around his mouth. "How does 'To Anastasia' sound?" He asked. The phoenix touch to her outfit. Lazygrin.
Renée inclined her head slightly as Jared spoke, intrigued by the smile. It seemed that comment was intended as another compliment, for which she smiled, but as usaul, there seemed to be something else behind it as well. Nothing worth actually speaking of, but something there. And she laughed lightly in response to the next words out of his mouth. "They're worth that much to you?," she teased. It wasn't like he hadn't gotten even the slightest idea of the memory she'd had before, when they'd spoken in the trophy room about admirers. It was always possible he thought her thoughts were more intriguing, but as the conversation continued, she shrugged. Still smiling. "Who can turn down a challenge?" It was a good question, especially in present company.
When he agreed with her thoughts about family, she found herself shrugging again, still lightly. "Only the very lucky would have a family who understands them all of the time. Or possibly the very unlucky." She imagined being understood all the time would get tiring after a while, at least. It seemed he agreed with that idea as well, if she read between the lines. She always had a tendency of reading between the lines, when she wasn't using other tactics. It seemed he agreed with her idea of planning as well, if the nod was to be believed. She had yet to find anyone who didn't believe in one form of planning ahead or another. There had to be someone out there, though, not that she was really looking.
She grinned a little at his next comment, as it seemed there was unsaid meaning behind it. As usual. "That's where a thick skin comes in. irritation can only get so far if there's no reaction," she pointed out. Or not the reaction intended, as she still felt was the case with certain students back at Hogwarts. They weren't here to think about that, and it was fairly simple to push that to the back of her mind as he decided her statement had needed a disclaimer. "Touché," she replied, the half-smile on her face saying that she hadn't taken the comment too seriously. "I'd imagine that could be said about anyone." Including himself. He was accurate in thinking she wasn't entirely an open book yet, but she wasn't about to admit it. It was too amusing not to.
"Of course," she said, nodding her head as he spoke of the Leaky being responsible for the service. "It would be rude not to." Delicately picking up her own goblet as he picked up his own, she regarded him for a moment, eyes unable to hide the mischievous sparkle. "It sounds lovely," she replied, lifting her glass a bit higher. "Appropriate. In a way." She knew where it had come from.
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