_{—-he’s trying not to laugh hysterically.}

              _{Just a simple spell, put into mode of practice, of which; most obviously; backfired rather nastily on his right hand. An effort is made to conceal the singed flesh from view, despite his low growl of pain.}

              _{“ - I hate Christmas.”}

  _{“I merely suggest it. Do you even understand what Halloween is celebrated for?”}

  _“-…

     _{… that doesn’t make any linear sense.”}

        _{“… -what is it? If it isn’t already blatantly obvious; I am busy.”}

   "Yes, what is it? If it’s not already occurred to you, I may be too busy to speak.“

                                             _{“And who might you be?”}

                                                                 _{"… can I help you?“
                                                                          He sounds like he won’t help you.}

                                                                       "A fine evening, is it not?“