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Our hostess has a talent for keeping us entertained.
Personally, I've always been fond of Jubjub birds. Sweet, flighty creatures that wouldn't dare harm a soul.
So glad we had a chance encounter with one, of course.
I do hope she keeps us on our toes. The last thing anyone needs is to get comfortable.

[What are social skills that don't involve being completely sarcastic? Who knows.]

private message to James Potter:

We discussed my hat. Can you get one to work now?

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I'm glad someone is.

[You can stop being pissed at her over the kid thing, Jefferson. Hers is gone now, too. You're even.]

You mean you aren't? But Emma, this place has everything to offer.

Do you ever get tired of being a smartass?

Do you ever stop being skeptical?

Guess old habits die hard.

You could say that.

Forgive me if I find it hard to appreciate sarcasm at the expense of our captors at the moment.
Normally, I'd be all for it.

[But the message has just gone out that her kid is missing. She's not laughing. Or smirking appreciatively, as may have been the case.]

That would change if you had a drink or two.

I'll pass. Your drinks pack more of a punch than I'd like.

> Implying that I'd even invite you for drinks.
There is a bar.

[Couldn't pass up the attempt to get a jab in, that's all. It's easier to poke at him about the tea and be annoyed than to dwell on how worried she is about Henry.]

You did once before. I'm sure we both remember how that worked out.

Yes, but you're not useful to me anymore.

I didn't do any of it for you, anyway. I did it for my kid.

[Who happens to be missing. Whoops.]

Likewise.

That's why you'll find him.

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