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Cedric Aiden grinned and folded his arms, giving a look of victory. Although, really he had nothing to celebrate - all this was just joking around. Thank Merlin that Aiden could count of Rhea to take a joke; everyone seemed so uptight lately and it was annoying. CHILL, people. "300 is a number, sure, but it's also a totally sick film. You should watch it." Mhmmm.
Naw, Rhea did look very pretty tonight, and he knew that - somewhere in his previous comment - there was a compliment lurking about. "Yeah, yeah.. well, YOU can be the lake goddess." He went to slip his hands into his pockets, but then realized that he didn't have any pockets on his costume. Darn. "She's over getting some punch," he smiled, glancing over to see if he could see Ella through the throngs of people. No such luck. He turned back to her. "Where's yours?"
Rhea frowned and got to her feet. Her dress continued to 'dance' around her as if it was constantly being hit by a slight breeze. Yes, her spell was holding up nicely, but Aiden was confusing the fudge sticks out of her. At least she knew what a film was, but how can it be sick? Her frown deepened, she just hated being out of the loop with all the muggle stuff.
"Aiden, how can a film be sick?" She asked tilting her head slightly to the side.
Rhea giggled. Fine she would be the lake goddess. She did like the lake very much and she would miss it. The thought made her extremely sad. She had spent seven years sitting by that lake. It had been a lone source of comfort sometimes, which reminded her that before the night was over she would go for a swim, in her costume and all.
" Fine, fine, I'll be the lake goddess." She shook her head. Oh, she was off getting punch. She smiled.
"Oh, Jack's mingling with the crowd."