"Yeah, she's got that idea in her head, next to setting up a wedding boutique and then there's designing clothes or being a 'Courtship Counselor', whatever that is. I think it's better than having no ideas, though," Aland shrugged, fiddling with his shirt a little, looking anywhere but at Erin. He listened to her talk, nodding at the appropriate points.
Listening to Erin talk was really easy, since she did talk a lot, and he noticed her less-than-usual-bubbliness and knew it was because she was here, talking to him, mostly because there wasn't any other reason he could think of. It killed him too, to know he made her sad or angry or anything. "Um, the bank? It's er, goblin-y. I guess. Fiona had her baby, like, forever ago and I dunno if she's coming back any time soon. Her husband is a muggle, you know?"
Aland shrugged, "There's squeaky Peter, but he's no fun to talk to a lot of the time. I tried to get Darren to get a job there, but he's a twat and likes his girly dancing job."
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