"Yeah, I know, been wearing mine for a while." Charlie turned and set the kettle back to heat. In the interim he grabbed a clean mug and placed a tea bag followed by a just enough milk to cover.
"Yeah, there are, two in fact, both of them better than 50 and MacFustys too." He turned back to the kettle just as it whistled, much like he wished he could do. Instead he was forced to turn back to the witch his face a bit flushed as he handed her the tea to allow it time to steep.
"Penny...Penelope, I din't ask for this spot. Far from it, I asked...well doesn't really mater now. Hell, it was only ten years ago that they started taking outside keepers. I mean, damn just got an owl from Gin, wanting to know about keeping." Charlie flopped in a nearby chair, it creaked loudly as it took his weight. He took a much too long draw on his mug, then turned his eyes to the small window. It seemed he hoped the answer was outside.
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