Fredrick!
Who knew that watching popcorn pop could be so amusing?

Agatha stood in front of the stove inside Fredrick's flat, watching the silver...thing, popcorn popper begin to inflate with what had to be popcorn (she hoped it was popcorn, those were the seeds she'd put in there...). As much as she liked to say she was one of the modern purebloods, doing things the muggle way and embracing muggle culture, it was little things like this that still continued to amaze her. Didn't bother her, but amazed her, and now she was getting used to more and more of the things muggles used in every day life. Not that Fredrick was a muggle! Not that there was anything wrong with being a muggle, of course---

---bother, she should just get off the tangent her mind had gone off to and get the butter.

She pulled apart the top cover and grinned at the sight of a nice big tray of popcorn. Perfect. A Friday night in with the boyfriend was just what she needed. Popcorn, movies, sex--the works. With the news about Caradoc had been weighing on her shoulders for weeks now, and with no one around to really understand or relate to (Juliet was the only other family member she spoke to, and she hadn't talked to Emmeline in years--) it was proving rough. So. She intended to avoid the subject until further notice.

Agatha dumped the popcorn into a bowl and hurried back to the living room with the ugly couch. Yep; she couldn't just call it the living room, that just didn't describe it well enough. She waved the bowl at Fredrick with a sly grin, "You ready to get scared out of your mind by Dracula?" She faked her best 'vampire teeth' expression with narrowed eyes.