Who? Caradoc had had little patience for Emmeline's friends back in England, finding that having to remember all their faces and all their names during his rather hectic schedule to be a bit trivial. Looking down at the invitation, he noticed he did not recognize the girl's name either, leaving even little room for his interest. Which did not help Emmeline in the long run, but she didn't know that yet.
Oh, wait. Gudgeon was that mute Gryffindor Emmeline made him be around when she and her friends did roommate plus boyfriend things. Caradoc closed his eyes for a moment, remembering how unbearable those get-togethers had been. Ugh. Just the thought of it made him twitch.
Caradoc shook his head, finding that was not the time to be thinking Davy Gudgeon. Putting the invitation down, he crossed his arms over his chest again. While she may be completely calm about this, she had to know they would need to discuss this. And by discuss, he meant fixing the post so that someone the likes of Davy Gudgeon's owl couldn't freely pass into their kitchen--- How did he get their address, by the way?
Shaking his head again, Caradoc sought to speak clearly and slowly. No matter how much he wanted to, telling her straight off that she would not be attending would not be the best way to approach this. So, he would amuse her for a little bit. "And what about you?" he asked, his tone indicating a more serious conversation than they had had in a while.
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