Sabbath rolled onto his side so that he could fit his hand into his jeans pocket. He rummaged around in the depths and pulled out his coin. He held it out to Nells with a grin. "Yes, I still have it".

He remained on his side and crooked his arm to rest his head, so he could look at her. He flipped the coin absentmindedly between the fingers of his other hand as he spoke. But the coin came to a halt as she started to talk about Phillip, it took all of his attention. "Oh, you're going to Diagon Alley too?.. and Ice-cream, well, that should be cosy," he replied sarcastically. Nells may have been smirking, but Sabbath was not.

She held out her hand to him, and he looked at her, he couldn't remain angry with her, he believed she really did think of Phillip as only a friend. But he knew, obviously, thats how 'best' friendships were born. "Just be careful, Nells, that's all I'm saying. I think there might be more to Romalotti than meets the eye." ...' the smarmy git', Sabbath added in his mind.

Like Nells, Sabbath could hear the accented voice of José and Hope's giggled chatter through the treehouse floorboards. He could also hear the creak of the treehouse ladder under the weight of someone climbing up. Just then, Juliana's head poked up through floor trap, her earphones hanging loosely around her shoulders. She glanced at them both, then said to Noelle with a smile, 'Hola, I thought I'd come and take the grand tour of your treehouse, Noelle. Will you show me around?".

José shrugged at Hope's comment, he didn't think getting along with girls was any special thing. It was part of his upbringing and culture to appreciate them. He smiled at Hope as she laughed and lazed against the tree. "I don't know, Hope, I guess they will be ok. Sabbath seems to like her a lot", he said then paused. "How about Noelle? Do you think she likes him as much he does her?"