Delilah didn’t mean to instantly act, her face flashing with a sudden recognition, but she did. Of course it would be the professor she would swear her little sister had the biggest crush on! Oh, what did she call him? The most eligible bachelor? Hiding her amusement with a sip of her drink, she decided now was not the proper time to bring that tidbit up. She didn’t need Mr. Skeeter to think the entire Farley clan was odd, even if they were.
“The herbology professor!” She focused on instead, a small grin twitching against her lips. “You are the perfect person to ask, then. I have a gnome problem, and I swear they multiply by the day.”Y esterday, Delilah found her flowerbed in ruins after spending the last year perfecting where each plant would go in the garden, and after a quick search and finding mounds of dirt, she knew gnomes had to be the cause. “I bought a couple fly traps in hopes they’ll nip at them while I figure out my life, but I’ve never seen them this bad.” And if they scared the gnomes away before she figured everything out, even better.
Delilah paused then. “Excuse me, Mr. Skeeter. I’m Delilah Warbeck and it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m a potion and plant healer, so I enjoyed your class. A lot, actually. Not that you were my professor, I’m much too old for that. But still, definitely a favorite of mine.” Not that she was old - she wasn't even thirty yet. She was just digging herself deeper and deeper. She shook her head.
“The herbology professor!” She focused on instead, a small grin twitching against her lips. “You are the perfect person to ask, then. I have a gnome problem, and I swear they multiply by the day.”Y esterday, Delilah found her flowerbed in ruins after spending the last year perfecting where each plant would go in the garden, and after a quick search and finding mounds of dirt, she knew gnomes had to be the cause. “I bought a couple fly traps in hopes they’ll nip at them while I figure out my life, but I’ve never seen them this bad.” And if they scared the gnomes away before she figured everything out, even better.
Delilah paused then. “Excuse me, Mr. Skeeter. I’m Delilah Warbeck and it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m a potion and plant healer, so I enjoyed your class. A lot, actually. Not that you were my professor, I’m much too old for that. But still, definitely a favorite of mine.” Not that she was old - she wasn't even thirty yet. She was just digging herself deeper and deeper. She shook her head.
