Clint Warrington: I love it when you talk dirty to me.
Lexi Montgomery: I know. It's how I lure you into doing things you don't want to do.
Clint Warrington: Well, we both know that if you didn't, I couldn't be lured. Where are we going and why do I get the privilege of staring at your lovely arse?
Lexi Montgomery: Some place that sells alcohol and because I don't want other people looking at it and thinking they can touch it. Or me. Ever. I'd have to kill them and Azkaban would do terrible things to my hair ... I'm serious. No one can touch me. Ever.
Clint Warrington: You sound a little tense, love. What happened? Did someone touch you? Do I need to kill someone?
Lexi Montgomery: Not exactly. Some stupid bastard thought it would be funny to see if that soul mate potion worked on Goblins. It doesn't, by the way. Just everyone else who drank the coffee. You and Demi are the only people I know that would rather die than take that damn potion willingly. You are safe to be around.
Clint Warrington: Shite. Is that legal? Fucking hell ... It's almost funny. However, having your free will taken? That's a load of bollocks.
Lexi Montgomery: The Aurors are involved, so I'm going to go with no. There is nothing funny about it. At all. Hence the foretold alcohol consumption.
Clint Warrington: Who the fuck approved this shite? Fucking idiotic of them, really. Well, as I have not and will not take that ridiculous shite, I'll be glad to guard your arse. It's shapely and it'll give me something to look at.
Lexi Montgomery: Thank you.
Clint Warrington: Of course. I was going to surprise you with my presence anyway. Meet up or...?
Lexi Montgomery: I'll stop over to your place once I finish here.
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Date: 2013-02-24 11:42 pm (UTC)Lexi Montgomery: I know. It's how I lure you into doing things you don't want to do.
Clint Warrington: Well, we both know that if you didn't, I couldn't be lured. Where are we going and why do I get the privilege of staring at your lovely arse?
Lexi Montgomery: Some place that sells alcohol and because I don't want other people looking at it and thinking they can touch it. Or me. Ever. I'd have to kill them and Azkaban would do terrible things to my hair ... I'm serious. No one can touch me. Ever.
Clint Warrington: You sound a little tense, love. What happened? Did someone touch you? Do I need to kill someone?
Lexi Montgomery: Not exactly. Some stupid bastard thought it would be funny to see if that soul mate potion worked on Goblins. It doesn't, by the way. Just everyone else who drank the coffee. You and Demi are the only people I know that would rather die than take that damn potion willingly. You are safe to be around.
Clint Warrington: Shite. Is that legal? Fucking hell ... It's almost funny. However, having your free will taken? That's a load of bollocks.
Lexi Montgomery: The Aurors are involved, so I'm going to go with no. There is nothing funny about it. At all. Hence the foretold alcohol consumption.
Clint Warrington: Who the fuck approved this shite? Fucking idiotic of them, really. Well, as I have not and will not take that ridiculous shite, I'll be glad to guard your arse. It's shapely and it'll give me something to look at.
Lexi Montgomery: Thank you.
Clint Warrington: Of course. I was going to surprise you with my presence anyway. Meet up or...?
Lexi Montgomery: I'll stop over to your place once I finish here.
Clint Warrington: Sounds good.