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[savethefurries]

I was whipping up one of my favourite Atkins recipes, chicken salad (with a nice juicy roasted chicken and gourmet basil-flavoured mayonnaise) when that Icicle girl walked by. I had no idea that she was in our house, as I could have sworn she was in Riddle... or maybe it was Raventhin, but anyhow, I offered her a bite. Then she whipped her

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[waitingfortom]

Threatening demand: Tell me when you last saw Icicle. Now. Tell me what direction she floated off in.

If you do not comply, your brains will be the next dish served.

[savethefurries]

She went that a way.

No, maybe, it was this away.

No, she most surely went that a way.

Care to have a bite before you go? I whip up a mean Monkey Brain Souffle, you know. That is, unless you prefer human.

*holds up Pureblood sign*

[waitingfortom]

Irritated statement: You may be Pureblood, but you aren't being useful.

If I have a bite, it will be from your skull for being so incompetent in truly important matters.

Additional remark: Your closing remarks are incorrectly formatted. You are not writing a script.

[savethefurries]

...That was weird. And had asterisks.

And she went over there.

[girlpowerkthx]

That girl has been acting weird. You should have seen the look she gave me when I was wearing my SLUT shirt today! It was odd.

And she keeps mentioning some kid named Harry. Do you know anybody named Harry? Seems like a stupid name to me. I would definitely NOT like a boy named Harry.

[savethefurries]

What a filthy, common name.

[tart_in_tartan]

Well, I think it's all right.

[girlpowerkthx]

Ugh! That Michael kid just went hurdling past me!

Men!