astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Was James being a complete peacock? Why yes, yes he most certainly was and thank you for noticing. What was also noticed was the way that this older bloke was cradling Zita's arm and hand and just in general touching her. Which did very little to help with some theories that had already been pre-established in his mind due because of what had gone down during their Hogwarts days. NOR did it really help him think logically...but then again, when was James Kenton Summers ever logical and consistent about anything?
Well...no, there were a few things one could count on him for. Childish pranks, an obsession with pyrotechnics, looking hot, being a good snog, and being dense as a rock about most things.
Two of which Zita could recently attest to. One of which all of them were aboutt to confirm with the next words coming out of the blonde's mouth.
"Marinara? Like the pasta sauce?" he asked while returning her handshake AND doing one better - just a little something slick he had picked up during his fancy parties all over Europe - and politely kissed the back of her hand. "Enchanté. I'm a huge spaghetti fan and dipping my Mozzarella sticks in Marinara sauce." He was ten thousand percent genuine in what he was saying and by no means was meaning to make a complete mockery of her name. He also had no idea what a Botanist was or what they did, but he was smooth in his transition. "That must be fascinating work...Botanist...ry."
It truly was a soap opera unfolding, which was great for James because he was built for reality TV.
He was a bit surprised but also not surprised by the hug and easily returned it with his arms resting low on her hips as he did. The cheek kiss was icing on the cake in the situation as was the way Zita pulled her arm free for the hug. HA! Which, naturally, meant that he was reaching out to grab her hand as she spun to help her finish that twirl. "You do, but you look super good tonight." Aaaaaaaand he was just going to casually drape his arm around her waist, since she was sticking closer to him than the other bloke. Adam, apparently. Just Adam.
"Zita and I were at Hogwarts together," he explained to the general crowd. In case anyone was curious. "Reunited again recently."
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