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destinyjazzhands 
'Kay can buy me a butterbeer, that's something else she could do.' And next time she better not throw it at her either. Thank Merlin for Evelyn's cat like reflexes, seriously.
'Fineeee! You don't have to watch it.' Merlin... 'No! I haven't watched it.' Which was true. She didn't even remember when the last time she watched it was. 'My grandmum didn't have a muggle box, so I couldn't. Not that I would have!' Jeeez, Destiny would never talk about that in front of Evelyn EVER AGAIN! At least she calmed down now, 'No, they don't really turn invisible, it just looks like they did.' GAH! 'And it isn't polyjuice potion, it is clothes! Clothes that you wear!'
Ehhh, she did not like this place. The shopkeep was scary, everything was scary in there. 'Why are we in here again?' Did they actually have a reason?
"You should have someone try it first though if Kay gives you a butterbeer. You never know, she might put poison or something in it." she said as she entered the building.
"Maybe have Lawsguini try it?" Because that would be peeerrrfect!
Ugh, this place was creepier and nastier on the inside than the outside. Did the owner ever hear of the word 'sanitary' or 'cleanliness' before? Uggh. Resisting the urge to just run out of there, instead, Evelyn held her head high and walked over to some random table close by without looking to see who was there and started to inspect the seats.
"And you won't ever again. Right?" she said, looking over her shoulder to Destiny before taking her jacket off and laying it down gently on the seat. Now able to sit down, she kicked the chair across from her slightly so Destiny was able to sit without touching the chair, because who knows what stuff has been sitting and collecting on it that could absorb through skin. Best not to touch the table either...
"Whatever. Muggles are just plain weird and crazy." she mumbled, finally taking a peak around the place for a split second before turning her attention back to her friend. There were a few people here, but she didn't look long enough to notice who they were.
"And we are here because...well, would you rather go back to the Three Broomsticks?" Because there would surely be another butterbeer bottle thrown at them.
"Or would you rather go to Madame Puddifoot's. I'm sure you will be able to squeeze yourself in a table there...next to all those cootie infested couples." HA! Cooties...Such a funny concept.