12-03-2014, 02:09 AM
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Originally Posted by Cassirin Oh, metaphorical. Lucie supposed that made sense, even if it didn't live up to the mental picture in her mind. New York was one of those places she figured she'd visit in her lifetime, but she just hadn't had the time or inclination yet. And now she found that it was probably just as urban, if not more, than her own beloved London. "If it's always your home, does that mean you hope to return there someday? Or do you consider London a home now too?" Not that she was pressing too hard, but if he was biding his time in London, it was good to know.
His asking about her shop made Lucie brighten up considerably, like someone had set something alight in her eyes. She was so pleased with her shop, because it was all hers and she was working so hard to make it a success. "It's called BeWitch. It's in one of the new Wizarding shopping destinations here in town, and my flat is above it. I sell clothing and accessories designed by local, independent designers and artists." It was unlikely he'd wandered in, unless he had a sister or mother who liked dressing well (or at least distinctively).
She listened closely to him describe his work. It wasn't boring... it was probably very interested, to be honest, but also a little intimidating. He was a brain guy. A smart one. Not so much up on the latest trends or how Quidditch teams were faring, but probably very conversant on intellectual pursuits. And she thought he might find her dull witted by comparison. "Magical History sounds very interesting and very... broad. Do you have any specialties?" She flipped her hair over one shoulder and cocked her head. "Program? What type of program?"
She sounded like an idiot, didn't she? "I prefer red, and I would love to share a bottle." Please please, have loads and forget to be smart for a while. That was a good question actually.. did he see himself returning to New York? Braith always did tend to find himself back there at one time or another for a variety of reasons and he was pretty sure if his mother had her way that he'd move back there to stay and settle down. But he wasn't sure that was happening any time soon. "I think it's more my home in the sense that it's the place that I grew up.." People thought that way about their childhood homes, right? But he got the impression that Lucie likely lived in the same area her whole life so maybe she couldn't quite relate to his meaning. "And I still have a lot of ties there, but I call London my home right now. I've lived in the area a few years." Though there was some traveling to be had in that time as well.
It was easy to see the pride that Lucie had in her shop and Braith couldn't help but to smile as she talked about it. "That sounds quite interesting," he said, leaning forward slightly as he laid his arm at the edge of the table. "So your shop showcases unique, one of a kind pieces? That's great to give local artists that kind of opportunity." Of course it reminded him of an area of New York, though he really wasn't sure if it was the same or not. And he was pretty sure what he was thinking of was not a Wizarding location. "And your brother helps you run the place or he just lives there?"
He gave her a crooked sort of grin as she asked about his own line of work, happy to discuss it. "It is a rather broad subject," he agreed with a slow nod. "I suppose my specialties would include ancient Egypt and runic magic, but I've always been interested in magical theories as well." He supposed he attributed that in a way to being Muggleborn or maybe he was just inherently curious. He could talk for ages about it, but he had learned long ago that not everyone shared his interest and the last thing he wanted to do was bore his date to tears. He couldn't quite tell if she was genuinely interested or just being polite, so he tried to gauge her interest without going overboard. "It's an extracurricular program for kids not yet ready to go away to school but gives them a fun way to learn about magical artifacts from foreign countries without boring lectures." Maybe he didn't find lectures boring as long as it was a topic of interest, but he had learned that children's interest could not always be held so long.
He glanced down at the menu again at her mention of wine preference, then grinned a little. "Great, red it is.." That worked for him as well and he ordered a bottle to share as the server came their way.
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