 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The Quidditch Division Manger gave an appreciative nod and smile at Janis. Thanks for the support! While the other suggestions kept flowing he made notes. There were so many and he liked most if not all of them. He nodded at Victoria. “Got it. They’d attract a lot more persons than I would,’’ he joked, not catching feelings at all about being turned down.
Then, his head turned when he heard that an unfamiliar voice. The man stared. Awfully, affectionate this woman was. What was she doing here again? Oh... she was Mrs. Stemp. That explained why she was here. Lucas had no objection to her presence. The more, the merrier to plan this thing. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Stemp. Lucas Hawthorne.’’ Now he turned to Adam. “Seconded. I don’t think we’d have a successful event with dodgeball.’’ All sports came with injuries but dodgeball? Too extreme for this case. |