Oh, Tony. You are simply too sweet for words, do you know that? Whatever we end up doing Saturday next, it needn't require money. As long as I'm with you I'll be happy.
Are you sure? Because that would probably entail the lot of us whittling away the best of our afternoon in the last stop on the path to confectionary hell.
Just fair warning. I would prefer for all of us to have a good time.
Mike, I may not be the most experinced bloke in the world, but I reckon I can say with absolute certainty that it doesn't take miraculous stripping to get your girlfriend of eight months to blow you. Nice try, though. If you wanted to strip for me you only had to ask, mate.
Ha. I'm surprisingly not too worried, Mike. If you get laid by the end of the month, I'll do it the Muggle way.
Oh, blast, you're right. I wouldn't much fancy all of us getting an overdose of pink from that abomination known as Madam Puddifoot's. All right then - why don't we make it simple and say The Three Broomsticks? I don't know anyone that doesn't like that place. Or if Cho's dead set against going there, we can always do the Hogsmeade Inn; they've a lovely restaurant.
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