Order Only: Private message to Tonks

It's actually quiet over here -- touch wood and Felix have mercy that I haven't just jinxed us -- and all the factions I'm talking with have gone off to think for a bit, so unless Alice wants me to eat some gillyweed and go play nice with the Merfolk, I think I can actually wrangle twelve whole glorious hours with nothing to do on Thursday or Friday.

Got anything on your plate you need someone to tag along behind you and look big and dumb for? Or we could go Octoboros-hunting some more. Or we could just hole up somewhere and nap on each other and snog for a while. I'll rub your feet if you dig your elbows into those muscles in my shoulders, they're not speaking to me again and you're better at fixing it than anybody I know.