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alt_lanaSo, Vani, we want to know. Did he CALL you? You were completely shameless, you know, giving your Floo address to a waiter. Mama would be beside herself if I ever did that, though I must say he was well fit. I want to hear every, every, every detail of it if he did call. What did he say? What did he ask? How long did you talk? Did you agree to do something with him? WHAT? Tell, tell, tell!
Oh. I have news to share. I stopped up to Borough Market after I saw you on Saturday and I ran into Jeanette Derrick. Well, I hadn't seen her since Christmas at least, and you know how she'd put on such a hideous lot of weight after she left school? Well. She's fit as ever again now. Says she's been going to a spa called Formulaire in Chelsea, and she can't say enough about how much she loves it. I mean to say, she seemed a bit too mad about it, really.
But I have to tell you--told her, too, not that she listened a bit--I've been hearing some perfectly chilling things about those places. The ones like that where they take you in and put a kind of Imperius on you to keep you from eating more than they say you ought. First of all, some people who take those treatments have done really boggling things because the curses sometimes break down unexpectedly and leave them craving lunatic food like cream pastries with grilled tomato.
But. It's way worse than that. I've heard--and from people who should know--that some of these spas are using their sway over clients to take bits of hair or nail clippings or samples of saliva or blood, and then they sell those samples out the back of the spa, as it were. I hear there's a really brisk black market in that sort of thing.
So don't, whatever you do, let anyone you know go in one of those places. Derrick, of course, wouldn't hear a word against her place, but then she wouldn't, would she? Not if they have her under Imperius to want to come back twice a week. Honestly.
Anywiz, when are we going out again?
I hear Inveigled are playing Little Venice Saturday night, and you can book supper on a swan boat from Regent's Park landing. What do you say? Orion's going, though I don't know if he'd be keen on joining us. The boats take up to eight in a party, so it costs less per head if you fill out the number.
Oh. I have news to share. I stopped up to Borough Market after I saw you on Saturday and I ran into Jeanette Derrick. Well, I hadn't seen her since Christmas at least, and you know how she'd put on such a hideous lot of weight after she left school? Well. She's fit as ever again now. Says she's been going to a spa called Formulaire in Chelsea, and she can't say enough about how much she loves it. I mean to say, she seemed a bit too mad about it, really.
But I have to tell you--told her, too, not that she listened a bit--I've been hearing some perfectly chilling things about those places. The ones like that where they take you in and put a kind of Imperius on you to keep you from eating more than they say you ought. First of all, some people who take those treatments have done really boggling things because the curses sometimes break down unexpectedly and leave them craving lunatic food like cream pastries with grilled tomato.
But. It's way worse than that. I've heard--and from people who should know--that some of these spas are using their sway over clients to take bits of hair or nail clippings or samples of saliva or blood, and then they sell those samples out the back of the spa, as it were. I hear there's a really brisk black market in that sort of thing.
So don't, whatever you do, let anyone you know go in one of those places. Derrick, of course, wouldn't hear a word against her place, but then she wouldn't, would she? Not if they have her under Imperius to want to come back twice a week. Honestly.
Anywiz, when are we going out again?
I hear Inveigled are playing Little Venice Saturday night, and you can book supper on a swan boat from Regent's Park landing. What do you say? Orion's going, though I don't know if he'd be keen on joining us. The boats take up to eight in a party, so it costs less per head if you fill out the number.
