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Hey.

I know we haven't talked much since I've returned, Padma, and knowing you, you've probably a few questions. I haven't forgotten what you said and I appreciate the space you've afforded me. And ... well, hell. I've a letter from my mum that I plan to dispose of tonight. Any road, I've no need for it but I'd like to share it with the both of you before I do, if you're interested. It'd be easier for you to read it than for me to ... yeah.

Tony and Terry've already seen it; I took your advice, Turpin and I wanted to say thanks. And I guess I thought you'd want to know. Don't want you to think I feel I owe it to you to share it, because that's a load of bollocks. It's more that I'd like you to have the chance to see it.

Anyway, if you're inclined, you can both come up together later if you like or take it in turns if it's easier.

And before it's asked, I'm fine. Promise I'll smile at least once if it'll reassure you.

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Seeing as how I wasn't around then and I don't know exactly what happened, how did he deceive you? I've a bloody hard time imagining he'd set out to hurt you, just as I can't imagine you doing the same. I mean, it's bloody Tony. Isn't it?

You promptly told her not to hold her breath, yeah? And I reckon you'll both be needing to take me out as my head needs no such doing.

Just because you were present, doesn't mean you got yourself a good look. ~~Make of it what you will~~

Then asking for my opinion doesn't seem to be such a brilliant idea after all, does it?

Pansy knows she's a Muggle and I've asked her the same question. She told me that there's a tonne of anti-Muggle enchantments and wards on the place, but she has someone looking into it to fix all that so there won't be any problems with my mum.

Decadent? Filled with sweets and vanilla custard now, is it? If that's the case, I'd have to up my swimming by two hours a day to work off all that excess. I don't fancy having to purchase new dresses.

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Just- Merlin, I shouldn't, but- just the two of them. And me, walking to the DA meeting together, right- and- the two of them- obviously trying to distract me from their- relationship or issues or whatever- but I knew, because- Tony, you know, he's just- bad at lying- I mean, as if he never told her about his father's bloody restaurant! Honestly!

- and yeah, he said- IOed- "it's not a violation of your individual wants or an abuse of your personal feelings, is it? I didn't think that walking with us would be something horribly abusive" but also that- "Maybe you... shouldn't. Trust me, I mean." And I don't know, Mike, I just don't know- it's like the whole bloody world's been twisted inside out on so many different bloody levels, and-.... I don't know. ~~I'm sorry.~~

...actually, I told her "I reckon him witnessing the act of me drinking at all would be enough to accomplish my goal." ;-P

Well, of course I- we, really- couldn't get a "good look;" you were running, after all! ~~Um, yes. Take that as you will.~~

...what do you mean, your opinion? Your opinion on what? And what do your opinions have to do with my decisions? Bloody- I can't figure out anything anymore. Bloody hell.

Who? She knows someone who can do that? I'd reckon those'd be pretty complicated spells. Just... wow. Feel I don't know anyone anymore. I mean- it's great, of course. I'm so glad you and your family have- plans. I hope you know... if you need me for anything... right.

Not that kind of decadent, Mike, I meant... ornate. Though- er, from what I've seen, anyhow- I don't reckon swimming off extra calories would be much of a problem for you.

And, um... by the way... sorry about any huge mood swings in my IOs. I told Tony this too- I think I'm... changing. Bloody hell, just ignore me. Just wanted to explain.

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No apologies necessary. I don't know what to say.

You'd have to lose a bet to find out. Speaking of bets, there's something I need to go over with you.

Leisurely stroll for next time, noted. ~~I think you're the one who's the tease.~~

If your decision is to ask my opinion if you should trust me and you've not had luck with your decisions as of late, then you shouldn't -- nevermind. I've lost my ruddy train of thought there.

I don't know who. Someone who's loads of experience with Charms, I reckon. A cursebreaker or a spellbuilder, maybe. I hope whatever she's got in mind works. I do.

I was having you on. I knew what you meant. So you did catch a glimpse of me in the Great Hall, after all. And here I thought all this time you closed your eyes.

Jesus, Padma. I'm not going to bloody ignore you. What kind of mate would I be if I did? Look, Tony and Terry are both off somewhere, so you want to come keep a lonely bloke company? We can play snap or something. Witches choice.

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...alright. I'm glad I'm not- wearing you out, Mike; I'd never want that.

About bets? I hope you don't still feel yourself indebted to ours. In retrospect, the entire idea was rather silly of me- what with my conditions, Merlin- though I must admit my motives were pure. :D

...oh bloody- you're not going to use my ~~teas~~ words as an excuse to streak again- and get Professor Flitwick mad at you- again- and lose House points- again- would you? Could you do that to me? *pouts*

...I reckon I've lost mine too. What I mean to say, really, is- I want to trust you, Mike. I always have. I already told you that bit about- yeah. Right.

Why- well, I had no idea what you were doing, and- well, you were gone so quickly, that- well, it's not like I saw anything, so... right! ~~And you say I'm the tease?~~

I meant, ignore my- whinging, but- thanks. Thanks so much for your friendship, Mike, I mean it. It's meant... well... anyway, yes, I'd love to come up.

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You could never wear me out. Wear me down, maybe, but not worn me out.

No worries over the conditions. I didn't object because I knew I would win. But a bet is a bet and ours went unfinished. It would be dead irresponsible of us to abandon it. I've an idea now, though. You wouldn't mind changing the bet over to the Quidditch match, would you?

If I streak again, I promise to do it within the confines of the common room. Late at night, so as not to drive fear into the younger ones.

Then trust me.

Are you blushing? Nevermind, I'll find out when I see you. And you're welcome.

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...really? I could do that? I'd best keep it in mind then. >:D

Right. You keep telling yourself that. ;) A bet over Quidditch? What exactly are you thinking about here? Surely you've got a whole elaborate scheme planned out in your Mike's-head. ;)

I would be most appreciative of the gesture, certainly. :)

I trust you.

I reckon I should stop talking to you here when I could talk to you in person. The only advantage this forum has is expressly that you can't see the blush. :D

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Funny, Padma.

As it's the truth, I reckon I will. And Quidditch - you may be disappointed with how uncomplicated my scheme is, but it's one that you no doubt are in need of. It's simple: you pick which team you believe will win; if you're right, I have to do whatever it is that you want me to do; if you're wrong, you're to spend the last evening of this school year with with the three of us, relaxing and enjoying a drink. And I'm not talking about pumpkin juice.

Would you bear witness or would you be busy seeing that none of them sneak back downstairs?

Good. I trust you.

That's a disadvantage, more like. Step it up, will you? I don't wish to miss it.

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...you think I'm not serious? :D

...what? Mike, I can't. Even if I wanted to- I'm a prefect ~~yes, I know you know~~, and- I have an image to uphold. What if one of the younger years saw me? I'm sorry... but no, I just can't.

How long, exactly, would you feel the need to streak around our common room? Surely you don't want to make this an all-night affair.

Good. I'm glad we're in agreement there.

...I highly doubt you're in any danger of that. ;)

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What would you do if I said no?

Padma, it'd be the last night of school, after everyone else has gone off to bed. No one would know except us. It's not like Flitwick can assign detention for it or dock us anymore points. And it'd be one drink; you have had a drink before, haven't you? Don't you think that after all that's happened that you owe it to yourself to relax a little?

Sometimes a bloke likes a little air around his bits. There's a certain freedom that comes with going starkers. I just might.

It's a good thing to be in agreement upon.

Holding you to it then. Don't make me have you help me put on the breasts.

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I'd... prove you wrong, of course.

Yes, but... it's still against school rules. And relaxing? Drinking with the three of you? You forget, I've seen the aftermath of that.

Please don't... or I might be forced to take drastic measures.

It is indeed.

First Pansy, now me? Oh dear, Mike. I think you're just using me as an excuse; you want to wear- well, the woman's ensemble.

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How so?

If you were so set on living by the rules, then you'd've never agreed to bet in the first place. And as I recall, you were the one who propositioned me last with a wager of your own. If you can bend the rules for that, certainly one drink can't bring much more harm. And you've forgotten I've lived it. Just one drink with the three of us. No Firelogs. No crates of firewhiskey. It's only one drink.

I'll consider, but it depends on what these drastic measures might entail.

And so it's settled.

Can you blame me? They are unnaturally large.

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Well... I can't tell you that, Mike, as it gives you an unfair advantage.

Oi. I ~~primarily~~ started this wager with you to end all rule breaking. I'd say that's a worthy sacrifice for the greater good!

...just the four of us? Do you think I could ask Lisa or Morag if they... and what about my conditions?

Certainly nothing that would appeal to you, Mike!

And so it is. Always.

Oh, for heaven's- you know, if you had a pair- a real pair- then- well, Merlin, Mike, you'd understand- honestly, it's not like they're that huge and... startling ~~oh dear.~~

...this is reminding me of something, actually. If I keep my word with you about a bloody wager, could I set my conditions as you having to answer a question that's been on my mind... with complete honesty?

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I'm thoroughly disappointed. I don't even get a hint?

The greater good for you, rather. I know of several people who would be heartbroken to have rule-abiding Mike around.

Ask Turpin and McDougal what? If they could join us? Turpin's alright by me, don't know it McDougal would be up for something like that, but if it'll get you to agree, yeah.

Not even a tiny bit?

If I had a real pair, things would be ruddy more interesting.

You want me to answer a question? That's your condition? You're not going easy on me because of everything that's happened, are you?

Pick your team.

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Well... seeing as it's me, Mike, aren't you expecting a little nagging? ;)

The greater good for the school, Mike. Or at least House standings. But... I reckon you're right about that last part. Merlin.

I could ask all the girls, I suppose. We could have a 6th year bonding night- oh Merlin, how wrong that sounds, given the context. This is all your fault, you know. You and your ruddy "charismatic rule breaking."

I do believe you would be indulging yourself more than enough.

...you don't even know what the question is, you know.

Well... are you betting with Tony and Terry as well? It being the end of the season and all. I reckon I can take the team you're going against with them.

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Thought you would have moved onto something different as your nagging hasn't gotten you very far with me in the past. Reckon you were feeling creative or some sort.

Flitwick enjoys it as much as the next professor. He just won't admit to it, is all. Come again? I'm what again?

A bonding night? That's one of the more brilliant ideas you've had. I've been accused of worse. You know you love my charasmatic rule-breaking ways.

Wouldn't have a need for a girlfriend, at any rate.

Don't reckon I have to know to what the question is to know that I'm getting off easy, but if it'll make you feel better, you can tell me if you like.

Ace. Hufflepuff it is for you. Good luck, Padma.

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Oh I don't know, Mike, I still think my nagging's had a pretty powerful effect on you. What about pouting?

...I won't argue with you there. You're right, okay? R-I-G-H-T. Yes, I can admit to it; I'm not that immature.

Er, well, thanks. I'll ask them then. There goes that amusing arrogance of yours again. Reckon I have to do something about that.

Oh, Mike, that is just so crude! Honestly- as if the only reason you'd- is just for her- Merlin. I am appalled and disgusted.

I hope you'll still believe that. Cos... I sort of don't, actually. But, it's been on my mind for- well, months now, ever since you... first brought it up, or I was aware of you first bringing it up anyway and I haven't been able to get the- well, courage, I suppose to bring it up with you, and who knows, maybe it's another horrible condition for a bet, which will just add to more tension, but you've always said I'm hard on tension anyway, so, and yes I'm rambling, because this is uncomfortable for me, but I reckon I need to know, and know... honestly.

Um. The question I want to ask. Is.
Do you want to want to sleep with me?

Thank you. Good luck to you as well.

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Do you now? Can't think of any instance off the top of my head, but if it helps you get through the night. Pouting's for cheaters. It's a low blow, that is.

There's something satisfying to hear - or see, as the case my be- you say it. You can do it more often, I won't stop you.

Get back to me on that, yeah? I'll let Tony and Terry know as well. You make all these threats, Ms Prefect, and I've yet to see you take action on any of them. Disappointed, I am.

Hold on a tick - I didn't say that it was the only reason. I'd take her out on a proper date first. What kind of boyfriend do you take me for?

Right. Right.

Did you mean to ask do I want to want to sleep with you or do I want to sleep with you? ~~Why do you~~ Nevermind. That's your condition and that's that, I reckon. Nothing wrong with tension, yeah? Yeah.

~~Bugger.~~

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Oh come now, Mike- you're- honest with me, you trust me, you said, (and I trust you)... I reckon my nagging has carried us far. Oh, you're one to talk about cheating, Mr "I date birds for their chests" ~~oh dear~~

Well I'd be most shocked if you did. But I'm afraid I shall have to use my own judgment in the matter.

I will, certainly. Perhaps I am just waiting for the perfect time to strike, Mr Corner

I take- from what I've seen- that you're a good boyfriend- if the girl meets your- er- "requirements" first, apparently.

Um... shite. That was a Firelog error.

I meant to say, ask... "do you want to sleep with me?" Though I reckon I'd be- interested- if you deemed appropriate to answer the other question as well. Then again, no need to make this more complicated than it already is, yeah? ~~sorry. kept it inside... long as i could~~

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I do trust you and I trust that if I were to agree to such a thing that I'd forever be reminded of it. I've never cheated during a tickling match, so yes, I reckon I can. And incidentally, if I was only interested in chests, I'd be chasing after Abbott now. As I'm not, it's safe for you to infer that I prefer my witches with more substance.

This is the one time where I will have to forgo my urge to witness your shock in favour of savouring my delight at your admission.

Then I shall have to be on my guard, Ms Patil.

The physical requirements are merely a perk. I've stringent intellectual and personality requirements that must be met first.

Error. Right.

You'd be interested? Interested good or interested bad? And by "you" do you mean Tony, Terry and I or just me? Not that it matters anymore, because Hufflepuff lost and you know that because you were at the game. Right.

Reckon we've long passed complicated.

~~I-I know.~~

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Yes, the nature of nagging is to be "thoughtfully reminding" after all. But, if you'd like, I could promise not to. Mike... I hope you know I was just teasing you there. Yes, I admit it, I- can be- when I chose- a tease. Maybe it's just the Firelogs again, or maybe it's just me trying to be more lighthearted about all of this- sex talk- because Merlin knows, I don't want to be sputtering and blushing all the time. You should know that I've always admired your thoughtfulness. And loyalty. If all you were was a vapid prankster without a second thought to give the world and people around him, then... well, I reckon I couldn't love you as much. Right.

I am delighted that I have given you such delight- and that you chose to focus on it, rather than any of my (non-existent) shock.

I look forward to the challenge then.

I reckon this will come out wrong, but... what do you look for in a girlfriend? I suppose I could cross-reference Cho and Ginny, but there's no telling if I'd come to the wrong conclusions, and I don't want to assume anything. I'm curious.

Maybe it was an... unconscious message. As... I do reckon it's more important to know if you'd want to- want to do this, rather than... yeah. Because if that's the case, then... I reckon our relationship... has to change. That's what I meant by... interested.

I mean... just you. I wouldn't ask you to answer for them ~~unless you're three planning an orgy or something~~ and though I reckon... maybe I should ask them as well... we've talked about it, or teased about it, or whatever... the most. And yes, Hufflepuff lost. So... all of this could be obsolete, in the answering anyhow. I reckon... I should contact my roommates soon. They'll probably be more shocked than I was.

Yes... I think we've perfected the art of complex interpersonal relationships.

~~We haven't even discussed- my own feelings on the matter.~~

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And compromise who you are? That'd be like me to abiding fully by the rules for something other than the purpose of winning a bet. I know and I've noticed - the teasing, that is. Hell, Padma, I thought I was going mental. You're rather good at it, though. And thanks, I believe.

My delight is much more appealing than your non-existent shock, which would fail to be non-existent if I did not wallow in my enjoyment. As I see it, I'm doing us both a favour.

And so do I.

The usual: independent, witty, a bloody fantastic sense of humour, fond of me, adventurous -- I can provide you with a check-list, if it would make it easier.

Unconscious, yeah. How do you figure? Does it have to?

Just me. Right. And Hufflepuff did lose, so no reason to sit on this, unless it's something you need to hear, then which I ... bloody hell. And yes, you should tell them. No doubt I'll be hearing something from either one of them once they find out. Is it the end of term yet?

We're nothing if not perfectionists. Yeah.

~~Do you want to?~~

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I don't consider it compromising to my identity to take your feelings into account. Really? But Mike... you've been trying to convince me of the teasing thing for weeks. I didn't mean to drive you mental- you know me- just stubborn. And there's nothing to thank- thank you for being such a great person.

Once again- I must admit to agreeing with your reasoning. Look at us, Mike, agreeing on so much. Reckon we should owl The Prophet?

Then I'll say no more here. Don't want to divulge clues, after all.

No check list necessary- just curiosity on my part. She sounds like a wonderful... hypothetical girl. The type who'll deserve you, sure.

...you're doubting me, aren't you? You- think I lied to you? I mean- bloody hell, I guess it makes no difference now. Consider it what you will. I don't see how... if you want to want to sleep with me... it's technically impossible remain the same. Isn't it?

Just you. And- bloody hell- maybe I don't need to hear this. I mean- unless you're- intending to- then I'd like to know. Other than that... this is uncomfortable for both of us... maybe I should drop it. Hufflepuff lost after all. And yes, I reckon you will hear from them. But we've still a couple weeks before the end of term.

We do one House stereotype proud, at least.

Um. Here's my thoughts. Probably will sound ruddy psychotic, but- yeah. You're my friend. I love you. Yeah, I know, such a girl. Perhaps the only girl my age anymore who's- still a virgin, or- hasn't even kissed a bloke. But um... most important is that... you're my friend. My best friend. And I think- I think we have some- sexual tension or something in our relationship- but maybe that's just my perception. Or who knows- maybe it's just natural. Parvati would say that it's natural. That birds and blokes can't coexist without- sexual tension. And yeah... that's about as far as I've gotten. Right.

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That's where interpretation comes into play. Damn, maybe I didn't make it clear enough. I thought I was going mental because I wasn't sure if you were, you know, teasing. I've tried coaxing you into doing that for so long, reckon it took me by surprise when you finally did. And no, really, I do think I need to thank you.

The Prophet and The Quibbler. We can hand in the article straight to Lovegood in the morning. Now that we've agreed, what do you reckon'll come next?

Anything I can do to entice you into giving clues then?

I'd be arsed to think she'd be anything less, really, as she is hypothetical. Should I ask your taste in wizards or assume that none are good enough for my favourite Prefect?

Bloody Merlin, no, you misunderstood me again. I don't think you lied to me - I told you I trusted you, didn't I? I meant how did you figure that the "want to want to" was more important than the "want to". I don't see why it would be. Unless you wanted to, but you wouldn't, so it shouldn't matter. Right?

You'd like to know if I'm intending what? Sleeping with you? Or answering the question? Doesn't a drink sound ace right about now? Maybe it's me. I'm parched.

Relief to know, that is.

This may seem off, or I'm missing something, but by definition doesn't sexual tension require two people to be attracted to each other? I know and I reckon you know where I fit into that equation, but you've told me that you've no desire to shag me and that you want nothing more than to remain friends. You still don't, yeah? Shite, I'd be bloody lying if I told you I didn't think about it. So yes, to answer your question. Sodding hell. But I haven't acted on it, as you well know, and as long as we ignore it, can't everything stay the same?

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Are you saying I... wouldn't compromise your feelings? Seems like I'm doing a horrible job at understanding you of late. I'm flustered. It's my own damn fault I'm flustered. I'm changing. Everything's changing, it seems. I can't ruddy believe I- bent to your desire for teasing, I suppose, but- well, um, I've enjoyed it... and I reckon we can both be safe, thanking each other.

...hopefully world peace or the annihilation of Death Eaters or something. We should keep our fingers crossed, yeah?

Oh no, Mr Corner, you will not break me that easily. ;)

Yes, hypothetical people have the tendency to be... perfect. Though I highly doubt I'm too good for wizards out there. I just... haven't given it much thought, I suppose. I mean, I had my girlish fantasies, especially after my parents took us to India... there's not a fairy tale without some magical prince sweeping you off to a far-off land, right? But- I guess- truly- the most important qualities to me there are- Loyalty. Trust. Conviction. Though I reckon I'd go mad if he also wasn't funny or lighthearted in some way.

...right. I'm sorry, Mike. Truly I am. I'm defensive and once again- it's my own damn fault. You're saying... your wanting to want to sleep with me isn't as important as my... want not to sleep with you. Right. Um... you know that's coming out all wrong, yeah? My... not wanting to sleep with you? ~~Bloody~~

Um, I wanted to know if you're- intending to sleep with me. And- I guess this is our next big shocking revelation, but- I reckon you might be right about that drink. Thanks for- winning and all, I suppose.

Indeed it is.

Um... ok. Prepare for my rambling thoughts again. I... don't think about shagging much. Or at least- I didn't. But that doesn't mean I don't find you- bloody attractive, Mike. If it'll put your mind at ease, know that I find Tony and Terry attractive too. And, um, that time I told you- IOed you- I wouldn't shag you... well first of all, I was still in shock. Took me 6 bloody years to understand Valentine's Day, cos I'm that bloody stubborn. And secondly... it's not so much that I... wouldn't like to shag you as... there's all these extraneous circumstances, which make it impossible. For example... I don't fancy Cho treating me the way she did her broom. And... I always assumed- it was always expected of me- that I wouldn't- fool around much- until I was married. But lately... it seems like I'm the only person our age who thinks that way. And, um... yes, I think about- the act. I reckon it's similar to the way... you think about it... maybe... but, um, thank you for answering my question. Especially since you didn't have to, and because it was hard... you don't know how much that means to me, Mike. I honestly don't think I know a person whom I admire more. And yes, bloody hell, I don't want things to change between us. Unless they change for the better.

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If that's your interpretation. Not sure if it's a consolation or not, but I'm chuffed you've started teasing back. That's one change I'd like you to keep, if it's possible.

The annihilation of Death Eaters sounds like a brilliant option, yeah.

You sure about that?

You? Go mad with someone who had no sense of humour? Breaking Snape's withered heart, you are. Sounds like a decent enough bloke. Shouldn't be too difficult to find as you're quite the catch yourself. He just best know how damned lucky he is to have a witch like you.

No apologies necessary. Just so long as you understand me. That's how it's supposed to sound, yeah. Am I wrong?

Wasn't intending on it, no. I can't bloody well intend to sleep with someone who doesn't want to sleep with me. Wouldn't work now, would it? You want to move ahead the date and have the drink now? And you're welcome, I guess. Thanks for losing.

~~So, you're saying that if there weren't any extrenuating circumstances, you'd like to?~~