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Spot on! His answer was spot on!
A moment to be proud of himself? YES PLEASE.
The moment was short-lived when he heard the sound of the house elf's question. More hot chocolate? "Yeah, some for me too," Pause. "Please?" Because he had manners somewhere deep deep down inside him and he was told that if you needed something from someone, manners worked well. And charm. Two very important things.
What Grayson was taking from this discussion was that fortune cookies weren't that accurate. They didn't read your birth chart or Astrology sign or whatever so they knew absolutely zilch about you. And fate? That was still a bit wholly, wasn't it? Fate. He didn't care much for it, or knew too much about it, sooooo the fifteen year old shrugged it off.
As for the question, he was going to go with what Simon had said because it was SMART. "I agree with what Simon said. A spell would be dead useful for something like this. It'd be individual to you, yeah? Maybe THAT's why you have to take a bite of the fortune cookie first." Or touch the piece of paper inside and then wait a couple of seconds for your fortune to generate?
Whatever. He agreed.
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