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Jenster
Theo was staring around. He was rather bored of this occasion already. He would rather be at home, testing out some new quidditch broom, or even doing paperwork. His eyes fell upon some radiant beauty dressed in a slim, black number. His mouth fell open slightly. He quickly looked away, closing his mouth, and ran a hand through the back of his hair. He looked back again to see she was still standing there. He looked at his wife, to see she was perfectly happy, and just as long as he brought a ham sandwich back she would forgive him. "Erm...mingling," he murmured.
Theo stood up from his seat, and headed over to the radiant beauty in black. "F...f...feodore. I mean Theodore," he stammered, shaking his head slightly at his childish utterences. "Theodore Newtington. I do not believe I have had the pleasure of your acquaintance." He bowed to her slightly.
Vivienne stopped and looked at the man. She smiled. "Eet iz a pleazure to meet you, Theodore," she said in her heavy French accent and held out a perfectly manicured hand. "I am Vivienne Beauvais."