"That isn't an abnormal concept for me. I haven't even named my chihuahua yet and I've had him for going on two years now." Ethan answered.

He brightened a little, "You would? Excellent." He shifted slightly as if he were restraining himself from running off and doing exactly that now, despite the suit.

"He's very proud." Zan answered as if that were explanation enough for everything.

"I maintain you should name him Inigo," Caroline prodded Ethan's arm with her index finger, "you need some Muggle cinematic culture if that name wasn't obvious from the get-go."

Cari laughed. "You look like I told you Christmas is coming early." It occurred to her how immodest that statement could seem, and she shut her mouth. Christmas what?

"So my efforts are well intentioned but futile?" she translated, "I can't change his opinion and you aren't ready to not care what it is?"

"I was too busy delving into musical theatre to spend much time with that other format." He waved caught her finger and gave it a little squeeze before letting it go.

"Or I could consider it a late christmas present?" Ethan's lip quirked a bit at her laugh but sobered again when they returned to the Kazimeriz thing.

"You could try. If anyone could, I suspect it would be you, Caroline."

Thomas entered the three broomsticks scratching his head. He wasn't used to such heat like this in the village near London that he lives in is much cooler them this temperature.

He looked at the butterbeer that was placed on his table by the waiter, he wasn't really want butterbeer because it was a hot but tasty drink but anyway he took a few sips. If he could ask for Sprite, Coca Cola or even a simple juice it would be much better for today. Slowly he finished the drink and he felt like he was on fire in his stomach. He got up and left the shop.