Distractions

[Justly]

Gentry shrugged, "I offered to have him come, but he doesn't want. It'll be quite the party if he did. You, me, Dalton, Gale, _Gwyneth..." He muttered the last name as quietly as he could possibly manage, staring out of the window grimly.

[Andi Lupin]

Jessica grinned, a party is exactly what that would be. Wait, Gwyneth? Jessica's grin was shot to the floor. "She's going to be there? Wait, I have to put up with her all winter break? You might have mentioned that before I signed up for this." Jessica certainly wasn't looking forward to this anymore.

[jen]

Dalton was looking at Jessica, trying to decide whether to go or not. When he heard Gentry say Gwyneth was coming, he just smiled and shook his head. "Always leaving out details, Debeaux. We should've known there was some type of twist." he replied. "I guess I'll have to go now. This could get quite interesting.."

[Justly]

Gentry sighed, "I probably should have mentioned it when I mentioned her cousin. Apparently the gorgeous miss Gale needs a babysitter after having been caught with one boy or another in a broom shed last summer. (Thankfully, that day it wasn't me.) And goody two shoes Gwyneth was appointed as her keeper." He drummed his fingers on the table, "Gale might acctually know something about her darling cousin's little project."

[Andi Lupin]

Jessica shook her head in amazement. Of course, leave it to Gentry to find a girl like that. "She sounds lovely. Absolutely perfect for you Gentry." Jessica rolled her eyes as she teased him. "Hm, maybe it will be good to have her nearby. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer eh?"

[Justly]

"I knew you'd approve," Gentry said with a solem nod. After a moment he shrugged, "A clever way to put it, yes. I suppose we could consider this a party. Who knows? Maybe I can find a way to get my hands on some of this," He said holding up his empty firewhiskey glass, "while my parents are out being social butterflies and we might convince her to jump off a roof without us casting a damn spell..."
Gentry smiled at the thought and the image that came to mind of Gwyneth splattered over the ground.

[Andi Lupin]

A similar image popped into Jessica's head and she couldn't help but grin. Firewhisky does make the party, without it there's just no fun. "Party it is. I can bring the firewhisky if it poses a problem. I'm never without it. I told daddy that it helps me think." Jessica chuckled. Sometimes even her own father was a bit of a pushover.

[Justly]

"It helps you /think/, Jessica?" Gentry asked, clearly amused. "I don't think it worked... Your dating Dalton."
He was careful to have his wand in hand at this point, Dalton seemed a little unstable.

[Andi Lupin]

Jessica rolled her eyes, he always finds a way to jab a dear Dalton. "Yes, it does help me think, I guess. It helped me come up with this ingenious plan to have a full on party at your house over break. Is there any chance that we can convince your parents to like, go on vacation? An unsupervised vacation would be amazing." Jessica was practically glowing with the thought. What better could she ask for?

[jen]

Dalton raised a brow, looking down at the grooves in the wooden table. "Witty are you?" he said slowly, as if he was thinking about each syllable. "Good thing for your words because that wand you most likely have gripped in your scrawny fingers won't do much for your lack of skill." he challenged, fingering his own wand. Perhaps it was true the whiskey was influencing in some ways, but this was Dalton's game now, whiskey or not. He loved a possible duel.

[Justly]

Gentry smirked.
"Is there a chance? Why of course. What an insulting question darling. Thats quite a simple mind manipulation. Mother will be easy to move into leaving and of course my father will have to fall behind her decision. I'll just tell her that she's social required to visit a certain relative and she'll be gone," Gentry mused with a shrug. He glanced at Dalton with a small frown, " Scrawny? I have scrawny fingers? Jessica you should really tell me this sort of thing. How am I supposed to be attractive when I have scrawny fingers?" He asked, turning to Jessica. Pointedly ignoring a chance to duel with Dalton. It wasn't the time or place and he didn't feel like sending his parents the bill to rebuilding a pub.