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Nabs 
Garret picked up his napkin and took her hand in his as he wiped her forearm, "You're so nasty," he laughed though, happy that she saw him as the Big Bad Badger Boy, "But lucky fer you, I only prey on those I don't like."
He set the napkin aside and propped an elbow up on the table to lean against it as he spoke to his best friend, "Sucks that the kitchens are flooded though, I was going to try out this new recipe mum sent me."
"Nasty?!" Celandine looked at him in surprise, allowing him to take her hand and clean her off, "Nasty gross or nasty mean?" Heehee. She grinned at him though, his laughter always cheered her up. "HA! You totally pretty much just practically admitted that you liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike me!" She poked her tongue out at him and pushed the plate out of the way so she wouldn't get herself covered in gravy again.
Cela echoed his position, leaning against her own (now clean) elbow. "It is. I wonder where the house elves will cook? Oooh. Oooh... do you suppose..." Celandine's epression turned thoughtful, "Do you suppose we'd be allowed a cook out? With like... an open fire or even better! An underground oven with hot coals and clay and stuff where you steam your food!"
She beamed at him. "What is the recipe for? Maybe... we could like, bribe the owner of the Three Broomsticks to let you use their oven!"