evan: *staring at the third plant he’s killed this week*
barty: for someone whose last name is rosier, you sure are fucking useless at keeping plants alive.
”Let me get this straight- I called you my kindred spirit within the first day of meeting you, flirted with you in DADA, checked your out after you beat my ass in duelling, always flirted with you, said I needed you, took the fall for you in the restricted section, showed you the undercroft and you STILL think that was platonic?!”
Eddie: Your son is out of control.
Buck: M-my son? I can barely stop getting flustered when you call Chris 'our' son, why are you calling him just mine all of a sudden?!
Eddie: Because he's dating five different girls and you need to talk him out of it. Now.
Buck, blinking rapidly: ...Yeah, alright. I can see how that is my problem. Five though?
Eddie: It better not be six.