“See, I don’t like trying to think about how the Ministry works, because when I do I seem to lose I.Q. points.” He said with a light laugh, shaking his head as he turned to watch the movie again. “I would pay to see the epic battle between Clark Kent and the Minister, though.” The idea itself was grin-worthy, because that would probably be the funniest thing he had ever seen in his life.
When she scooted, his attention went back to her, staring down at the can of whipped cream that she had stolen from him just a little while ago. He raised a brow suspiciously, wondering if she was going to play nice and let him have the can, or if she’d pull it back, before he smirked and nodded his head. “Sure.” He wasn’t really sure what she was planning to do with it, so he waited until she either handed it to
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