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Originally Posted by Fire Eyes*Tayzer* Looking at Ivan, Amanda nodded. She was glad for Anita's having the trench coat, for she would not have noticed anything wrong with his previous outfit. In fact, Amanda thought it seemed quite nice, for a muggle costume. She took in a deep breath, and put on her best frantic expression and hurried over to the two little girls.
"Oh, oh, excuse me!" she said, trying to fetch their attention, "Um, I'm really sorry to bother you girls, really, but, erm..." She glanced around, hoping it appeared as if she was nervously looking for a lost sibling, "But, I've misplaced my little sister! Or, er, I lost her. You wouldn't happened to have seen her, would you? She's about this tall," she put a hand to her shoulder, "dark blonde hair, blue eyes..." Perhaps she'd gone on about the relative too long, "And I just really can't believe I've lost her, and-" she trailed off, "Oh my goodness, what is that?" she said, pointing to the broom, "That is quite a, uh...interesting artifact! Oh, yes.., May I see it? It's quite fascinating!"
She glanced over her shoulder to Ivan, making sure he was prepared, and then to Anita, making sure she'd thought she pulled off the whole schpeal. As if they'd been caught with their dirty hands in the cookie jar, Bridgette and Lucille immediately stopped plucking at the bristles of the broom when Amanda approached them. Almost in synch, the two girls put their hands behind their back and looked towards the woman as she spoke to them about her lost little sister. Bridgette, the eldest girl was about to offer Amanda her own little sister to replace the one she'd lost, but then the strangers interest shifted from a lost relative to the broom. Their broom. Or at least, that's what Bridgette was considedring it. Finders keepers 'n all that. The elder sister placed both hands on the broom handle, possessively. Meanwhile the younger sister backed ever-so slightly away from the broom in a welcoming gesture.
"No.", replied the elder girl as the younger girl simultaneously said, "Alright.".
Bridgette gave a sharp glance at Lucille and made a face. She then turned to Amanda and spoke up again, neverminding the constant advice to not speak to strangers. "Well, alright. I guess you could have a look at it if you want to...but, it doesn't move. It just stands there." She said explaining their dilemna, and hoping that the adult would possess the strength to loosen the broom so that they could take it home.
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