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Post by Chris Jacobsen on Nov 9, 2008 4:48:01 GMT -5
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Belle Rochford
graduated
Shopkeeper:
Madame Malkins
The secret's out.
Posts: 49
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Post by Belle Rochford on Nov 9, 2008 6:33:34 GMT -5
Belle flitted into the pub, in desperate need of a drink. Despite being 36 years old, she could easily pass as a woman of under 25. She hadn't aged in the last 10-15 years. She'd had a good day today. The store was busy, as usual, and she was rushed off her feet. She'd had some kid try to seduce her in the fitting room. Gone were the days she allowed that to happen. Thinking about that, made her think about Zach, which, made her think about her daughter, Jezabel. Poor kid. She walked up the bar, and smiled at the barkeep. Her old friend, Chris.
"Hello darling. How are you today?" she asked him.
Chris looked up as Belle walked up to the bar.
"Why, hello!" he exclaimed, giving his friend a smile. "Yeah, I'm good. Bloody baby won't stop crying. Kya's up there with her now. She's been up there all day. We'd take it in turns, but I'm better down here. How was your day? Busy?" he asked. "Usual?" he asked, referring to her drink.
Belle sighed. "I know that feeling! Jezabel was the same. I would go up to help her, but I'm a little too tired to put up with a screaming baby right now," she chuckled. "Yeah, rushed off my feet," she answered. She chuckled, and nodded. "Yes thanks," she said as Chris handed her a double Firewhiskey. She smiled. Sipping her drink, she watched Chris as he worked. He looked so happy now. Ever since he'd married Kya and they'd had Josephine. She smiled. She felt lonely all of a sudden.
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Post by paulollivander on Nov 9, 2008 7:06:52 GMT -5
"Hey Chris." Paul greeted. "Can I get a White Russian with a shot of Firewhiskey, or do you not do Muggle drinks?" He sat down at his normal spot and looked around. Besides himself there were a couple regulars and an attractive woman sitting at the counter. He got up and sat two seats away, not wanting to look to interested.
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Post by Chris Jacobsen on Nov 9, 2008 7:29:07 GMT -5
"Hey Chris." Paul greeted. "Can I get a White Russian with a shot of Firewhiskey, or do you not do Muggle drinks?" He sat down at his normal spot and looked around. Besides himself there were a couple regulars and an attractive woman sitting at the counter. He got up and sat two seats away, not wanting to look to interested. Chris looked up as he heard his name. "Ah! Paul! How are you?" he asked. He nodded when the other man placed his order. "I don't usually, but for my special customers, I do," he chuckled. Taking out all the necessary ingrediants, and starting to mixed the drink, he looked up at movement, and saw Paul moving a little closer to Belle. He grinned and went back to making the drink. "Here you are," he said, pasing over the drink. |
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Belle Rochford
graduated
Shopkeeper:
Madame Malkins
The secret's out.
Posts: 49
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Post by Belle Rochford on Nov 9, 2008 7:32:35 GMT -5
"Hey Chris." Paul greeted. "Can I get a White Russian with a shot of Firewhiskey, or do you not do Muggle drinks?" He sat down at his normal spot and looked around. Besides himself there were a couple regulars and an attractive woman sitting at the counter. He got up and sat two seats away, not wanting to look to interested. Belle looked up as someone else walked in the pub. He seemed to know Chris. He looked familiar, but she couldn't work out where from. She shrugged and went back to her people watching. When she saw movement in the corner of her eye, she looked back to the man, who had moved closer to her. She smiled. She was pretty sure he ran Ollivanders. "Hi," she said, smiling softly at him, after Chris had given him his drink. "I'm Belle, I run Madame Malkins. You run Ollivanders right?" she introduced. |
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Post by paulollivander on Nov 9, 2008 11:50:21 GMT -5
Chris looked up as he heard his name. "Ah! Paul! How are you?" he asked. He nodded when the other man placed his order. "I don't usually, but for my special customers, I do," he chuckled. Taking out all the necessary ingredients, and starting to mixed the drink, he looked up at movement, and saw Paul moving a little closer to Belle. He grinned and went back to making the drink. "Here you are," he said, passing over the drink. "I've been good. How's the wife and kid?" he inquired. When Chris handed him the drink Paul took a big swig. "Mmm, just what I need after a long day of doing absolutely nothing. I love this job, the only busy times are when the first years come rolling in. So cute and nervous, I remember being like that." he closed his eyes in reminiscence. "And you?" Belle looked up as someone else walked in the pub. He seemed to know Chris. He looked familiar, but she couldn't work out where from. She shrugged and went back to her people watching. When she saw movement in the corner of her eye, she looked back to the man, who had moved closer to her. She smiled. She was pretty sure he ran Ollivander's. "Hi," she said, smiling softly at him, after Chris had given him his drink. "I'm Belle, I run Madame Malkins. You run Ollivander's right?" she introduced. Paul grinned. "Pleasure to meet you. There's not nearly enough pretty women around diagon alley. Belle. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." he said throwing in a wink. "Madam Malkins is a very distinguished shop. Must get a ton of customers. Ollivander's is nice enough, but it's so slow during fall and winter. Livens up a bit in the Spring though. But enough about me, what about you?" he said, finishing up his drink. She really was quite sexy. |
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Post by Chris Jacobsen on Nov 9, 2008 20:14:35 GMT -5
"I've been good. How's the wife and kid?" he inquired. When Chris handed him the drink Paul took a big swig. "Mmm, just what I need after a long day of doing absolutely nothing. I love this job, the only busy times are when the first years come rolling in. So cute and nervous, I remember being like that." he closed his eyes in reminiscence. "And you?" "I'm good. Kyla's fine. Jose won't stop crying, hence the reason Kyla's not down here. But, she's good. Healthy," he added, just for good measure. "Day's been good. As you can see," he chuckled, gesturing out to the bustling pub. He chuckled to hmself, listening to Paul's conversation with Belle. Paul wasn't really good on discreet. He shot a look at Belle, and the two of them had to actively stop themselves from laughing. |
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Belle Rochford
graduated
Shopkeeper:
Madame Malkins
The secret's out.
Posts: 49
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Post by Belle Rochford on Nov 9, 2008 20:20:37 GMT -5
Paul grinned. "Pleasure to meet you. There's not nearly enough pretty women around diagon alley. Belle. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." he said throwing in a wink. "Madam Malkins is a very distinguished shop. Must get a ton of customers. Ollivander's is nice enough, but it's so slow during fall and winter. Livens up a bit in the Spring though. But enough about me, what about you?" he said, finishing up his drink. She really was quite sexy. Belle nodded. "Well that makes it all the better for me then doesn't it," she chuckled, as he spoke about pretty women in Diagon Alley. "Thnak you," she murmured as he spoke about her name. She caught the wink, and gave him her perfected mock-bashful smile. She was old enough, that winks like that didn't really phase her anymore. "Yeah, I'm really busy all the time. Good for the turn-over, but not too good for me. I'm always tired," she chuckled. When he asked her to talk about herself, she shrugged. "What do you want to know about me?" she asked him, her deep eyes boring into his. |
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