She chuckled. "Have fun. I'd really love to be a fly on the wall for those things."
"It's not that exciting," I said. "Just a bunch of Coursers getting drunk. No different from any other group of co-workers getting drunk."
"I guess. I just miss pub-crawling with you."
"Ha! What you really miss is my singing."
"Actually, that is the one part of going pub-crawling with you that I do not miss. In fact, if I never ever hear you sing 'Wild Rover' ever again, it will be too soon."
Grinning, I said, "You realize this means I have to sing it for you next time I'm at the house, right?"
"I'm the Wardein, Bram, I've got, like, hundreds of magickal items in the house. You even try it, and I will totally turn you into a newt."
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: "Fear of Falling" by Robbie Robertson & Eric Clapton & Stevie Winwood