...all right, Vinny definitely topped the list of people she'd expected never to see again (let alone at a meeting with these people).
Marissa didn't hesitate in tossing her arms around his shoulders and drawing him in for a firm, well-intentioned hug that lasted for perhaps a few seconds longer than was comfortable for his lungs. Still, she hadn't seen him in so long and -- and he was here now, and not in Canada or wherever it was that he'd run off to -- damnit, she was entitled to being a mushy Hufflepuff now and again.
"Hey. Did you bring me any maple syrup?"
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