"Celandine," Varius greeted, accepting her offer of a rubbable head and ruffled the girls hair. She looked very pixyish in her little blue dress and white shoes. But not the horrible kind of blue pixie... no, like a pretty pixie in those muggle fantasy stories. Muggles were such strange creatures. "You look awfully pretty today," he complimented - girls liked that right? It meant they would do stuff for you-- or so his Dad told him during one of the total of three meetings he had had with him.

Then he noticed it! His present! "Oh wow," he reached out and touched it, not caring whether or not Cela(ho) minded him invading her personal bubble like this. A head rub and a neck touch may just be pushing his luck afterall. "I personally think I chose well. I am glad you liked your present," this had really put him in a good mood and even further confirmed that Cela(ho) had been the best candidate for this here job.

However, when it came to actually telling Cela(ho) about why they were here he began to blush in his rather pale cheeks. "Well..." Celandine was a master of the romances, she wouldn't mock him, "I need your help in order to impress a girl I like."

Wow, Varius Tipps in love-- who knew!