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Cat paused and thought about that for a second before breaking out into a grin, "Well, if the brain fits." That wasn't necessarily a bad thing though, just meant that he was smart and that was a compliment.
While Mo spoke in short sentences at her, Cat raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Well that'll certainly save me from having to take my sweet time returning it." She tilted her head, "Those towers are just soooo far away, you know?" But all that was definitely to say yes. She did want. "I'll wear it to the next match." You know, the next one he was playing in, of course. She leaned against the wall and reached out to steal his broomstick, really just because she could. "You played well, too. Tough luck that you guys lost. I was cheering though, I promise." Obviously it wasn't like he could actually hear her anyway, but it was the thought that counted.
"It isn't as if you would have had to return it right to my doorstep, though," Mo let go of Cat's waist and leaned back against the pillar behind him. Grinning. And leaning. Both at the same time. "I would have met you half way. Or in the Great Hall. Or really any random spot, because you're worth meeting up with." Mostly, except when she was making fun of the size of his head.
"You'll wear blue... to the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor match?" He was flattered, considering she had Gryff friends and stuff. "You're a good fan to have. No wave, but there was cheering. You ought to get some of those pom pom things, though. Those are keen." And she could paint her face. But she wouldn't.