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Copernicus made a face as he focused on his cauldron. Stirring erratically, Cope never took his eyes off the liquid inside. Ugh, this was trouble. "Erm, about that. Plymouth sort of... already... owled Nico about the kissing thing. And to ask permission to date Cela."
Well, this was a mess. The situation, not his potion... which had turned out rather nicely. It began to thicken.
Kayla added the barbs and stirred twelve times and she had just finished stirring her seventh anti-clockwise stir and her hand froze as Cope spoke. "He. Did. What?" She growled with such menace that would probably have everyone cowering right about now. "I told him I would speak to Nicholai first." Kayla turned and looked at Plymouth and she got up off her stool, with thoughts of smashing her cauldron over the bloody gits head.