Ian!
She couldn't hide her look of disgust. As much as Liz liked candy and sweets (hello, Fortescue, here!) she could simply not understand how her daughter was currently scarfing down the gigantic chocolate-and-rainbow-sprinkle-marshmallow-cotton candy stick she'd ever seen. Quidditch stadium food was certainly a crowd pleaser, but Liz was wondering if it was also a vomit inducer.
"All of those teeth that you've worked so hard to grow, Cakes," Liz said with a slow shake of her head. She looked over at Ian, wondering if he was getting as nauseous as she was or if he'd like his own crazy cone concoction.
It had been a very fun day with all the All Star craziness, and even though she'd wanted Ian to make the team, it was sort of, well, better that he hadn't! More time to treat Katie and play all the games and such. Less pressure, more time to enjoy his time off. Not that Liz had much say in what he did in his time off, especially since his sister's words were constantly bouncing around in her head every time they were within five feet of each other, but whatever!
"Aren't you going to miss her beautiful teeth?" she asked him, eyes widening in an exaggerated manner to show Katie how truly concerned she was.
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