The crack of the whip was what had caught Phoebe's attention, and with the charmed
pointe shoes she stood high above the crowd and spotted the top hat of a very familiar lion tamer. She grinned and took a few steps---forgetting that she was on the tips of her toes. Phoebe stumbled a few steps into the crowd but then managed to tap her heels together, and she dropped back down to the ground. Phew, sometimes her charm work was just
too good.
With her new job and life being quite fun and good, Phoebe had not wasted a second in swiping up a pair of tickets for herself and Elphias. Leo was with her brother (who, now engaged, needed the practice!) and they did not have to be home until
late. Of course the party scene was so out of Elphias' comfort zone that it was difficult to get him to do much than analyze how certain scenary was charmed, but Phoebe didn't mind. She was a social butterfly, or should she say a social
ballerina. She could simply dance around and find someone to talk to.
Like her best of friends! Phoebe had known Nona would be coming, but with so many different aspects to the party it wasn't until now that she'd found her.
"Ooh, that's got to hurt," Phoebe said from over her friend's shoulder, grinning. "But she really is a healer! And I'm a solicitor, if you would like to file a complaint..."
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