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Hello - is everyone doing better today? The curse from yesterday reminded me a little of how dangerous the power of words can be when you've little to no idea that your words have power. Like me, I used to talk to hats.

I mean, I used to work in a hat shop, my family's hat shop, and when I entered as the new apprentice, I'd be left by myself for many nights, so I took to talking to hats. I'd tell a bonnet she'd marry into money, or another hat that she'd be as fresh as a spring rose - compliments like those - and I thought it was just a way of passing time. Until I started to realise that my predictions would come true - as if the hats were listening to my orders. It did grand for the business, but there are consequences to letting your mouth run.

Which is why...yesterday, when I got an inkling of what the curse could be like, I decided to stay quiet. For the best.

But that's all over today, so I get to congratulate Charlie and Merlin - that's a nice name, hmm - on their bravery and love for one another, and the celebration of their wedding. May your happiness last for a very long time.

Is this the first wedding taking place in the City? Or have there been others? [SHE'S JUST CURIOUS, HOWL, NO NEED TO TAKE HINTS OR ANYTHING.]

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[Busy ignoring the word.] What's wrong with getting married?

Nothing under normal circumstances, but who knows how long we're all actually here for.

It's Charlie's day, I'm not going to be criticizing her decision behind her back.

Fine, if you absolutely feel the need to be morally superior, I won't stop you.

It's not moral superiority, it's consideration. I know you have some in there somewhere.

Not anywhere I care to access.

Somewhere where your head joins it often, I think.

[Up your a-aaah Sophie, that's naughty.]

[HE'S SO PROUD]

Was that a crack, my dear Sophie?

[PUFFS OUT HER CHEEKS - oh you devil. Ohhhh you devil!]

Might've been.

You know I do believe I may be corrupting you slowly.

Only because I bring out the honest man in you, and it evens us out.

Many would argue there isn't an honest man in me to be brought out.

Many would do better to keep quiet and not look like fools, then.

[LOOK AT ALL THIS TRUST IN YOU, SUDDENLY...]

You're not working today, are you? I need to take you out for lunch.

I need to take you to a wedding, wizard. And no pouting, it's not yours.

We're actually going? Why on Earth didn't you warn me, I have nothing to wear!

[Yes there is much crashing as he makes a mad dash for the bathroom.]

[SIGHS - gods, but she picked herself a true peacock of a man, didn't she?

Embarrassment levels at their lowest yet, she follows him into the bathroom.] Who says you've nothing to wear? I'll have you know that I didn't only make Pavel a suit - though yours has no more spells sewn into its seams this time.

[A bit of a rueful smile on her face, as she leans against the door.] To make up for the ones I ruined.

[Howl looks up from the sink where he's opening up his various hair and skin spells and flashes her a broad grin through the mirror.]

Have I told you recently how ravishing you are? Although please tell me you'll let me do something to that hair of yours.

[Ravishing. Oh, no - no, that only means delays and spells trouble and no, no - Charlie's counting on her support and Sophie will give it.]

Hah - not a chance, wizard! I've got things to do, and a blushing bride whose nerves to calm with hugs and pats and possibly cakes. I can't be bothered to wait four hours here until you're ready.

[And with that said, she slips out of the bathroom, as if scared he might catch her.

Except, she pops her head back in a second later.] You have no more than one hour, Howl.

[He's ready for her this time and manages to grab onto her wrist tightly enough to pull her in for a kiss.]

[Well enjoy that flustered noise she makes against his mouth. It does last some time, after which she manages to squirm out of his grip, all flushed and frowning.

She narrows her eyes at him - half-hearted - and points her finger at him, poking his chest.] One hour!

It's on your own head if I'm barely fit to be seen.

You - [An insult? Is it? Is it??] - always are. Peacock.

Little grey mouse.

[Another quick kiss and he's back to the sink.]

And my hair is fine! [Closes the door behind her!!

Off she goes to get dressed as well.]

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