"I'm always glad when you step in," Angus said. "I guess I just want so much for this tournament to go right for her. She and Ginger have worked so hard to catch up to the other students at Beauxbatons that I just want her to have a bit of a sense of accomplishment at the tournament. Yeah, winning would be nice, but I really don't want her to not get to compete. And, Sam--he's just off the rails worrying about her. I get that, but I don't think we can let him be a disrespectful little knob either. Can you send Jack a note about Sam, please?" he asked her. "You know, she might very well have some cargo trousers of her own. you could ask her, and if she does, you or Ginger could fetch her an outfit. Anise is going to need them before midnight so she can have them on when she goes to St. Mungos. That way, they'll be at the ready when she comes home. If you tend to Anise, I'll try to reach Michael by floo."
Angus went to the bedroom fireplace and opened the floo. He got Brian and Abbey.
"How did I rate to get you two this evening?" Angus asked. "Hi, Abs!"
"Aggie!" she shrieked with joy. "Your face is all orange!"
"Floo messages do funny things, don't they?" he laughed. She nodded.
"Daddy and I making Mores in the fire!" she said.
"You're making S'Mores? Does he even know how to make those?"
"Nooooo." she sounded disgusted. "He forgotted the peenee butter."
"That's because putting peanut butter on the s'more is our secret. Yours and mine. Shhh," Angus said.
"Well, your secret is out, my friend. She made me go get the jar. What made you think of adding peanut butter?"
"Muggle chocolate peanut butter candy."
"Oh. Those things. They're addicting. Claire Belby said she's making some little enchanted chocolate peanut butter cauldrons for Halloween and some chocolate caramel ones too. The peanut butter and the caramel will get warm and gooey and the cauldrons will bubble. She said they've put a warming on the wrappers, though because if the eater takes too long to get to them, the cauldrons will bubble over."
"I want lots," Abbey said.
"Me too," Angus laughed. "Brian, are you coming to Dartmoor on Saturday?"
"Absolutely! Khaat and I are both coming to watch Anise compete."
"Me too! And Molly. We sit wich you, Aggie?" Abbey said.
"She really does want to go," Brian laughed.
"Then bring her and Molly if Shannon's good with letting Molly come. I'll add them to the ticket list."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, but listen. Is Michael around by any chance?"
"We make mores for Unca Mikey!" Abbey nodded.
"She's right. We have two hot and gooey s'more for him. He should be here...ah. Here he comes now. Is this a classified call?"
"Not really, I suppose. Not with family."
"What's up, 'Aggie?'" Michael asked, biting into one of the smores Abbey had made. "Good job, Abbey. They're perfect."
"Yay!" Abbey clapped, glad that Michael liked the smore she had made him.
"Michael," Angus said. "Anise is likely to be completely inundated by photographers and reporters on Saturday, and given all our other issues with Suzanne and whatnot, I want her protected so she can focus on the tournament."
"I think that's smart," Michael nodded.
"According to Aria, Lucian is interested in the job, but I want a second man with them."
"Also very wise," Michael said. "What are your thoughts?"
"Well, Lucian sent a dossier of an Eric Thorn as a suggestion."
"Thorn," Michael said with raised eyebrows. "He picks from the top five on the list. Of course he would."
"He's good, then?"
"He's very good," Michael replied.
"Is he available?" Angus asked.
"Well, you've asked two questions there, actually. Is he available? I can pull a couple strings and make him available. The second question is whether or not he's interested in the job."
"I'll pay him and Lucian the same rate that Marcus makes," Angus said.
"Damn, Boy," Michael frowned. "If you're paying that gold-plated price that Belby gets, I might be interested in the job myself. Seriously, though, because its you, I'll see what I can do. Fair enough? Now, are you set to take care of Anise at midnight?"
"We'll manage," Angus said. "I think Aria is going to stay and hold down the fort here while we're gone. I'm sure Edward would lend an extra hand if we needed it."
"I'm going to be up tonight with this ministry debacle while Robert isn't available, so if she needs some backup, she can call me. It'll be fine."
"We'll tell her," Angus said. "You coming to Dartmoor?"
"Daniella asked me to go with her. Her ministry has a box, of course, but I really hate most of those self righteous department heads of hers. Pompous jerks. I am not looking forward to spending a whole day with them."
"Then you should just lose your way and sit with us in our box," Angus said. "They're taking out a divider between our box and the one next to us to give us a double size box."
"Now that is a much better deal," Michael said. "Count us in. I know Robert and Kate are coming. He plans on sitting with you because he absolutely does not want to sit with our nitwit minister."
"If he shows up. Nobody ever sees him," Angus said.
"Exactly. So nobody is going to miss him if he doesn't show up. I'll see what I can do about Thorn, and I'll get back to you."
"Thank you, Michael," Angus said. "Goodnight."
"Night," Michael said, turning off the floo.