August rolled his eyes and pulled out his wand. "Accio Elsbeth's corkscrew," he said. He did not respond to Elsbeth further until the corkscrew clattered onto her coffee table.

"Don't be such a twit," August said dryly, "She warned me that she was coming back to town, and I haven't seen her." No matter how much he wanted to, August hadn't gone for it.

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