Private message to Blaise

[alt_daphne]

Hello, sweetie. Are you recovered from the festivities of the last few days? I ended up staying in last night, for the most part, so that I could be in top form for Sophia. I promised her that I would be willing to answer questions from her most coveted guests, including Tartarus Kendall and Chance Carsten, the Whirl editor, and I know she's counting on me to make a favourable impression.

Oh, and speaking of, I know we'd discussed attending her party together, but just recently someone asked to escort me and, well, I'd have to be a bit of an idiot to turn him down. If you'd rather not show up without a plus one you might think about asking Elsie. She and Hermes had a fight just before Christmas and they're "taking a break," as she says. And I know she's always thought you terribly handsome, besides.

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[alt_blaise]

Letting me down softly, then?

All right, I'll ask Elsie. I suppose you think E's being seen with me will make Hermes jealous enough to come to his senses? I'm going to pretend that's flattering.

Am I meant to guess who your trump card is?

[alt_blaise]

Fine. I'll guess that it's the Knave of Clubs.

Just-

Don't fool yourself he's actually Knave of Hearts.

[alt_daphne]

Ask whoever you like, silly. Elsie was just a suggestion.

Alright - I'm going with Barty Crouch. And I didn't accept his invitation just to be polite, or to make waves in the society pages. I enjoy his company and I think he enjoys mine. I'm quite excited, to tell you the truth.

That doesn't mean I take pleasure in breaking my plans with you, though.

And card analogies, really? You know by now that I have to make up my mind about these things for myself.

[alt_blaise]

I'm not put out, you know, and I've already asked Elsie.

We'll see you there, then.

What do you plan to wear? Have you decided?

[alt_daphne]

Rossignol. They're slim-fitting in a dark wine colour, with cut-outs on the shoulders. When she sent them over I thought they might be a little severe for me, but now that I know I'm being escorted by an Auror who's what? 35? I think they'll look perfect.

Save me a dance!

[alt_blaise]

You'll look gorgeous.

He won't know what hit him.

Any dance you choose.