"Indeed. Until then, Miss Carrow."

Grinning pretty ridiculously himself, he hangs up and directs Jarvis to save the latest researches on Bellatrix Black.



"Sherry," says the intercom, "how the Hell did you manage to get a girl to ask your out for coffee?"

"Tony," he answers cheerfully on his way out of the workshop, "I have to make a forty-five-minute walk in half an hour. Do shut up."

"I'll drive you," Tony offers.

"You most certainly will not."