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First names were most often used by childhood or school friends. If the friendship was made after school age, first names would only really be used by women. Men were far more likely to refer to their friends by their surnames, a mark of familiarity. — Documentation

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Carson Bixby for Sloane Bixby. You can take the middle-aged man out of quidd—oh, apparently you can't.
Separating was also not a great idea, though they weren't doing great at staying together anyway. If she were to volunteer to be the human sacrifice.. well... Hogsmeade had plenty of debutantes anyway...

Barnabas Skeeter in CYOA: Group D

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August 10th, 1888 — Dept. Magical International Co-Op Offices
She'd dealt with unfair employers and shady business practices, but none compared to the sheer frustration of working in a department surrounded by people who were exceedingly better at everything than she. She could speak some French, English, and Italian, but it was nothing compared to the eloquence and grace some could converse in—and oftentimes right in front of her if they wished to hide what they spoke of! She swore there was some etiquette rule that spoke against speaking in foreign tongues around those who could not understand, but why would a foreign man of wealth do so with a considerably poorer girl like her?

Of course, there were some cases where the men—diplomats, foreign citizens, or even citizens of Britain that spoke a foreign tongue—attempted to be kind to her, yet were unable to get their message across in a way she could understand. She wondered why wizards had not yet created a spell that would serve as some sort of translator (at least that couldn't require running off to find one on the department's floor).

Such was the case this morning when a Welsh man (and one who spoke very little English) approached her, and, despite speaking in a soft, inquisitive tone, spoke a language she was not familiar with. Her attempts to discern his words were unsuccessful, and for the first time as the department's secretary she found herself exasperated.

"Excuse me, Sir/Miss*," she said suddenly, her eyes on an unfamiliar passerby. "Do you speak any Welsh? I can't seem him—and it seems he can't understand me." All the while, she flipped through the magically-enchanted book in front of her, her eyes scanning every line of Welsh translations in an attempt to find something.

*Will change depending on the sex of the passerby

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