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Constantine smiled and shook his head as she started to fidget the dress again. "Stop playing with it. It looks fine as it is. And Jadyn is fine, but she won't be coming tonight. She's spending the night with her mommy." It was for the best.
He then saw Oliver. Heh. "That your date," he asked, nodding his head towards the boy.
Um...who's playing with the dress? Pffffttt...eh.
Miranda balled her hands into fists to keep her from a.) fiddling with her dress, and b.) chew on her thumb nail. She nodded at Masterson, bumping her fists together for lack of anything else to do.
"Aw... that's nice." Jadyn was fine. That's good.
"How's her Quidditch going?" Grin. Hehe.
"Has she learned to say more Quidditch stuff?" Has she? Ey??
Date!? Miranda whirrled around, almost broke her ankle in her heels and had to flail to grab hold of poor Mastersons arm. And maybe his tie. Heh.
Getting control of herself, she pursed her lips and frowned. Brant wasn't there. Who had Masterson meant?
"Oh, no." She turned back to him looking a bit confused.
"No." Like whaaat.
"Do you have a...date, sir?" she asked curiously and then facepalmed herself, remembering Masterson had said Jadyn was with her mommy.