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[Jimmy's walking down the street near the fountain, uncharacteristically bright smile on his face. It's obvious he doesn't know he's recording this, since he's not at all paying attention to the camera. His pace speeds up a little as he heads towards the fountain, the tone in his voice full of amusement as he calls out.]

Hey, Tommy, c'mon, I'm not gonna chase you!

[That is, however, exactly what he starts doing. There's a little kid running in front of him, a boy of about four, who seems completely unconcerned with the fact that he's in a new and unusual place. He's running, giggling, holding onto a bag of candy, and Jimmy's following behind him as closely as he can.]

All right, all right, slow down! You're too fast for your dad, kiddo.

[The little boy sits down on the edge of the fountain and pops a piece of taffy into his mouth. Eventually, Jimmy sits down beside him, brushing the little boy's hair out of his eyes. The little boy looks up at him, looking serious for a moment, and asks "Where's mommy?"]

Well, y'know...

[Jimmy pauses for a minute, slightly uncomfortable, and then grins down at the kid.]

We're on a little vacation, just you 'n me, okay? Just the guys. Mommy's at home, workin' on her paintin', and y'know she can't get anythin' done when we're havin' this much fun.

[He ruffles Tommy's hair, then immediately realizes his device is on, and switches it off with a bit of a sheepish smile.]

[[OOC: Jimmy's son is here for the fourth wall, and you can run into Jimmy and Tommy around the fountain, or anywhere else in town, really!]]

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[BEAMING.]

Well, there's no way I'm having you come to work now.

Hey, I can still come to work, if I can bring the kid with me!

[He turns his attention back to his son for a moment.]

Right, Tommy? Don't you wanna see this nice lady?

Well, you can visit, but I'm not making you do anything else behind the counter. Don't you dare.

[She's already waving at the camera with this broad, pleased grin on her face.]

Hi, Tommy!

Okay, sure, we'll do what you say.

[Tommy waves at her, and Jimmy grins as he addresses him.]

See, this lady's my boss. So you gotta be nice to her, okay? Otherwise, she can get pretty scary.

[He's joking. Mostly. He stands and hefts Tommy onto his back.]

We'll be right there, okay?

[Ginny bares her teeth in a mock growl but it's more like a grin because she can't keep a straight face around A CUTE ADORABLE LITTLE BOYYYYY. So it breaks with a laugh.]

I bet you'll get stopped at least five times on the way over so people can say hello to your son. But alright, I'll see you in a bit.

[It's true, he does get stopped at least five times. Maybe ten. He's lost count. It makes him smile, though, and he's proud of Tommy, so he isn't complaining.

Eventually, though, he shows up, Tommy on his back.]

Hey, we're here to visit. And definitely not to work, I promise.

[Ginny's going to wear some marks into this counter with the way she keeps scrambling over and around it to get to people. She reaches up to ruffle Tommy's hair, grinning broadly.]

Hi, love. I'm Ginny. How are you? [Then - ] Jimmy, he looks like you.

[Tommy gives her a curious look, then a tiny smile, speaking quietly: "Hi Ginny. I'm Tommy. I'm four." Jimmy grins at both of their comments.]

I guess he kinda does, yeah. He looks more like his mom, though.

[He sets Tommy down carefully, giving him a stern look.]

Don't go makin' a mess, kid. I gotta answer to Ginny if we do.

[Ginny follows the little boy, crouching down to his level and drawing her wand, eyes alight.]

You won't get into trouble, will you, Tommy? Here, want to see a magic trick? [And with a little flick, multicoloured bubbles float from her wandtip - and when they pop, it's in a harmless shower of sparks, like mini fireworks.] Look.

[Tommy's eyes widen at the bubbles, and then even more so at the sparks, and his little smile grows a bit bigger.]

Is that real magic?

[Jimmy laughs, but he'll let Ginny answer that question.]

[Jimmy, she can't deal with this, he's so adorable. She grins and leans in to whisper, as if telling a secret.]

Yes. I'm a witch. [And because she knows how Muggle kid's stories spin witches sometimes.] But a good one.

[She glances up at Jimmy and winks then back to Tommy - ]

It's my secret, can you keep it for me?

[Tommy nods solemnly.]

I swear. I won't tell anybody.

[Jimmy really can't contain his grin, so he has to turn away for a moment, to keep the fact that he knows the 'secret' hidden. Tommy continues to stare at Ginny.]

What else can you do?

Every wanted to fly?

[She reaches out to take his hand gently and with a hidden flick of her wand behind her back, they both levitate just a few inches off the ground.]

Here, I've got you.

[Tommy, apparently, can't believe what's happening, and clings to her hand tightly, unable to tell whether he should be scared or very excited. He settles for very excited, and calls out "Look, I'm flying!" to Jimmy.]

Yeah, she's pretty damn impressive, isn't she?

[Jimmy's giving a fond look to both of them.]

[She starts laughing, grinning up at Jimmy, and she lets them hover for a bit longer before settling back onto the ground. She presses a kiss to that tiny hand and lets go.]

There we go. [Then, standing - ] Mr Darmody, quite the son you've got.

He's pretty okay, I guess.

[He shoots a grin at Tommy, who's already distracted, looking at something on one of the shelves.]

Can't give myself much credit for that, though. His mom's the one that you can thank.

It's both.

[She bumps her shoulder to his, grinning back.]

He adores you.

He seems to like you pretty well, too. Don't blame him.

Yeah, magic has its charms.

[Ginny, that was a terrible pun.]

[Jimmy laughs.]

Yeah, good one. Bet nobody's ever made that joke before.

No one's tried it on me. And believe me, I've heard a lot of terrible lines.

Well, when someone looks like you do, they're bound to hear a lotta terrible lines.

[He's totally playfully flirting with you, Ginny. Right in front of his kid, too, although Tommy seems pretty preoccupied with other things at the moment -- and, thankfully, isn't making a messy.]

[She rolls her eyes, grinning and flattered and fond, and she bumps her shoulder to his one more time.]

I used to work at the Blue Light. Of course I heard terrible lines.

[Then - ]

You should pick something for Tommy in here, on me.

Yeah? You mean that?

[He looks around, frowning.]

What would you suggest? I mean, I know the stock pretty well, but I dunno what's safe for a kid as young as him, y'know? He's liable to try to do somethin' dangerous with no matter what I give him.

[She scans the room, arms crossed, then she spots something across the way and smiles.]

Trick wand? It'll just turn into random things when he waves it, usually a rubber chicken or a fake fish or something. Harmless.

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