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Tilden had been following behind Q for awhile now, wondering how long it would take him to notice his presence. He was keeping a reasonable distance, but anybody with an attention span longer than a baby duck's would have noticed they were being followed. Tilden heard the noise before he recognized what happened, and groaned along with Q as he looked down. "Alright. Those weren't your glasses." He said, a guilty look overtaking his features. "I'm sorry, mate. But why weren't they on your face?"

CRUNCH. Q heard it and groaned out. Under the foot of someone happened to be Q's glasses that had fallen off his neck. "Please say those weren't glasses."

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Daisy

Daisy: If you're at 100 where am I?! *sobs* Daisy: Wait. Beautiful? What are you trying to say?!? Daisy: I *am* pretty smart. Not as smart as elephants but I don't do too bad for myself! Daisy: Okay, little lop eared rabbit. ;) Tilden: well if I'm at 100 you break the scale, duh Tilden: I'm saying elephants are beautiful?? Tilden: d'you think an elephant and a bunny could be friends in nature? I think they would be a very cute unlikely animal couple Tilden: couple as in friends! Like, two people, or animals i guess, haha...

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Char was right, nothing was too personal between the two of them. They had a very stable friendship, the two of them had been through so much together and they'd helped each other become who they are. Nothing could ruin their friendship, nothing was uncomfortable between them, nothing was offensive.

"I just happened to notice something, and it might be nothing, I might be overthinking it." Tilden started, shifting his position so he was mostly sitting, but still slouched and comfortable. "Not every time, but almost every time the two of us get together for this, you're presenting yourself as Charity." He paused a moment, chewing his bottom lip as he tried to come up with a way to ask the questions he had regarding this. "I was curious if you do that on purpose, or if it's something that you've noticed, if it's better for you, or if you're more comfortable with that...." He shrugged, looking at Char, "I dunno, it's probably nothing, just an observation."

"Good," she answered, staying still where she was a while longer. "I'm alright, too. That was fun." Their eyes finally slipped open so they could glance up at him with a little smirk on their face. But it relaxed with his question. "Yeah? Go on. Nothing's too personal for us," they answered easily, knowing that it was true. Tilden was the one person that Char could talk to about anything, sometimes it felt like he was the only person who could totally understand them. She didn't mind any kind of questions he might have for her.

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He thought he was being inconspicuous, but any sort of guise he'd tried to uphold completely melted as he flinched when he heard Fenrir place down his items. Tilden looked up to him and a bout of nervous laughter escaped him. "Nah, wasn't worried about you stealing," he admitted, ringing his items through the cash register, "most people wait for the sun to go down before attempting theft. Just you're a bit....." Tilden paused for a moment before continuing, "intimidating, that's all, especially for a short king like myself. That'll be five sickles, please."

Grunting in response, Fenrir stepped further into the shop, plucking what he needed from the shelves without another word. It was ridiculous that he had to be here at all, but if you wanted something done right... Once he had grabbed what he needed, he plonked it down for purchase. "Relax," he snorted, noting with mild amusement Tilden's discomfort; "if I was going to steal, I would have just waited until you fucked off."

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"I've actually never seen Casablanca..." Tilden admitted, bracing himself for her to come back and say something along the lines of: oh my goodness it's a classic how have you never seen it before?! It was a reaction most people gave him when they realize he hasn't seen a lot of the classics. "Perhaps we should rent it to watch together. Invite the rest of the hufflegang and make a night of it." He suggested, giving her a bit of a pleading look. In all honesty, he would rather it be just the two of them, but he didn't want Daisy to mistake it as him asking her on a date. Which...... He wished he was brave enough to do such a thing.

As the waitress approached with their food, Tilden almost instantly felt regret as the French toast was placed down in front of him. How could Daisy do it every day? Start her day off with something so sweet? At her words, Tilden's eyes shot up, widened. "Ahh - maybe hold off on smothering it in syrup? Just in case." He said, snatching the bottle of syrup off the table before she even had the chance to reach for it.

"You're gonna have to show me the proper way to drown my meal." Tilden laughed, knowing Daisy was quite particular in how she liked her breakfast.

"And you should believe me. I'd never lie to you. Never have, never will." Daisy smiled softly and easily. She wasn't the type to lie to anyone but with Tilden? There would never be a chance. He was her favorite person and that person isn't someone to lie to. He deserved all good things and Daisy wanted to give those things as much as she could and being a true best friend was worth more than anything she could ever do.

"Film. Excuse me, Sir." She gave a small laugh. She would go between English and American lingo. She couldn't help it. "Well, what film would it be?" She pondered. "Ooo! Casablanca! Classic, black and white film known by everyone." The fact that the film had war themes and romance was something she chose to ignore.

"A creature of habit? You are a habit!" she said as they sat at the table and settling in. "I can't wait to have my own tots this morning. Though I will be missing my syrup. Unless...there's no hard and fast rule that says I can't put it on your usual food," she looked at him for his reaction.

When the waitress brought their food, Daisy opened her silverware before digging in. "Here's looking at you, kid."

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Lily

Tilden: I miss you. Tilden: stop by my shop sometime for a chat, please.

@itslilyevans

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Daisy

Daisy: Maybe two. *maybe* Daisy: A LOP EARED RABBIT?! Daisy: Are you trying to put your cuteness level to 15?! Daisy: I must be majestic as mine. Daisy: Which is an elephant! Tilden: excuse me, I think my cuteness level is about 100, thank you. Tilden: elephants really are beautiful Tilden: smart, too Tilden: so it totally checks out that your patronus is an elephant

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Char

Char: A different perspective would be helpful. I need to somehow tweak the recipe to be less sticky and viscous, but without changing the hue or effects. Char: It might take a bit of doing. Char: You've got great taste, love. Your mum's cooking is all around excellent, i'm looking forward to it! Tilden: Hmm, might be as simple as changing one of the base ingredients Tilden: bring me the list of ingredients and I can take a look for you. Tilden: Mum is really excited to see you, she's got some jewelry she wants you to look at. If you hate it feel free to tell her, I think it's quite tacky stuff, personally

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Frank: so you're saying I need to find a new place to drink at. Tilden: yeah I think so, I don't think you're gonna be let back into the broomsticks anytime soon Tilden: maybe we can find a nice cozy muggle bar to meet up at instead, I feel you'll be more tame

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Tilden felt his eyes grow slightly wide as he looked up to see such a tall and masculine figure standing in the doorway. He wasn't planning on turning away a customer that entered after close since he was the one who forgot to lock the door, but now he felt as though he had no choice. "Yeah, no, of course not." Tilden said nervously with a nod, "take your time, I'll still be awhile anyway." He reached for his wand, quickly flicking it at the door to ensure no one else entered. He wanted to get back to his work but the man in the shop made him feel nervous, like he needed to keep an eye on him. Tilden's eyes moved back down to his paper, but he continued to grip his wand tightly.

"Closed, is it?" He didn't make any immediate movements toward the door. What did it matter? He would take what he needed right from the shelves if he had to. More than likely, the wizard at the counter would resent. With the right push, they always would. "My mistake. I'll only be a moment." He paused, turning a critical eye on Tilden."You're not the type to turn away someone in need, are you?"

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"Well they tried to teach me counting at my muggle primary school, but..." Tilden laughed softly, "Numbers haven't ever really been my thing. Which is so odd, if you think about it considering how precise potion making is." Despite the precision needed to brew potions, Tilden had always been good at eyeballing things. He was an exceptionally good baker, as well, and often eyeballed ingredients for that, too.

"Yeah, I do think you're gonna have to recount just about everything..." He gave Dahlia an apologetic smile while his face heated up with blush. He really did feel bad leaving this up to her, he was the owner, he should be able to do his inventory efficiently. But Dahlia was so passionate about everything in the shop and she genuinely didn't seem to mind. "But you'll only have to double check most things. I did do some counting and I've written my numbers down, so a quick scan should do it." Tilden slid his clipboard over to her, "and while you're saving my ass, I can finally count the till." Counting money was so much simpler, in his opinion, and he was glad to get the inventory sheet away from him.

Dahlia saw the relief cross Tilden's face as she walked through the door. She was very aware of her status on the store. She was no fool. He would be lost without her. Their strengths were in different places and if he didn't have her for business purposes he would be in trouble. Luckily he had her. And, luckily, he had her. Being around the potions and having the opportunity to play with said potions was all she could ask for. Tilden gave her that opportunity. It was a win-win, but she wouldn't tell him that.

"I was made to do everything around here, Tilden. When will you learn?" She said sarcastically and honestly. "I'm here so I might as well help," Dahlia responded concerning the pay. She loved the shop and money wasn't everything. It's not that she was there for the money. Yes, she needed pay but she was willing to help where she could especially if it would make her life easier.

"Counting is hard? I guess they didn't teach that at Hogwarts," she scoffed. "That pen tells it all." She looked down at it. "What needs counting?" she took a pause. "Everything?"

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Char

Char: Alright. I shouldn't be any longer than an hour, only my newest ink's turned out to be more difficult to clean out of the equipment than others. I've been scrubbing for ages now. Char: What's for dinner? Tilden: Need any help workshopping that ink? Tilden: I think they're making shepherd's pie, because it's my favourite

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Dahlia

Dahlia: Oh Tilden, don't flatter yourself. Dahlia: i try to be nice to you. Believe me, it's not easy. Tilden: You think being nice to me is Tilden: Difficult???? Tilden: It's impossible to be mean to a face like mine :)

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✉ | Tilden ⇄ Daisy

Daisy: Orange cats only have one brain cell. You can't relate?! Daisy: Hahaha. I'm just kidding. You know you love me! :) <3 Daisy: Why are you a dumb panda? How about a capuchin monkey? Tilden: Please, I've got at least 2 brain cells. Tilden: Capuchin monkey's are cute, but I think I'm most like my patronus animal. Tilden: Which is a lop eared rabbit.

@xdaisyhookumx