"Course not," He agreed heartily. He could understand keeping friends around that weren't the best decision makers --- or being a not so great decision maker who needed someone responsible to look after them. Not that he had personal experience with that.

Declan shook his head, "Nah, gotta get back to flyin' an' in this weather, I don't think doin' it with th'spins is a good idea. I'll pay tha bill 'n get outta your hair." See? He could make some good decisions.

  

Leeny nodded as the youngin' decided he was done. "S'on me, Love. Don't yeh worry about it." He'd had a rough day, two measly pints were the least she could do for him. Plus he'd tried to be a gent when the crowd was getting rowdy.

"Well, fly safe." Who would ever choose to travel that was was a bit of a nutter in her opinion, but hey, he did play quidditch after all. "Yeh know were to find me, if yeh need another drink. Good luck." She winked at him and disappeared into the back with a bin of dishes.

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