The Wigs seemed like a silly name for a political party, but Victor decided not to comment on it. She seemed to be quite invested in Muggle politics, and he obviously wasn't, so he didn't want to wade too far out of his depth here. From how she spoke he assumed that she had spent a lot of time in Muggle society, or perhaps had close family ties to Muggles. Odd — he knew a few Dempseys and he hadn't realized they did anything in the Muggle world. Unless she wasn't from the same family of Dempseys that he was thinking of? Her accent sounded vaguely Irish, though. How many sets of magical Dempseys living in Ireland were there likely to be?
"No, I don't believe we have. Victor Daphnel," he said, with the slight tilt of his head that gentlemen used as shorthand to mean if we were in a ballroom I'd bow properly. "And I can forgive your enthusiasm if you can tolerate my ignorance," he teased lightly. "I don't follow Muggle news. What do they mean by true universal suffrage? They want everyone to vote?"
"No, I don't believe we have. Victor Daphnel," he said, with the slight tilt of his head that gentlemen used as shorthand to mean if we were in a ballroom I'd bow properly. "And I can forgive your enthusiasm if you can tolerate my ignorance," he teased lightly. "I don't follow Muggle news. What do they mean by true universal suffrage? They want everyone to vote?"
Fabulous set by Lady!