Elliot had a list of things to do today.
First, he was going to kill Dedalus Diggle.
That might have to wait a bit, actually, because he couldn't just kill a bloke without there being all the hassle of not getting caught and incriminating himself, but, since Eliza arrived at his flat looking so upset and---yes, murdering her boyfriend was on the forefront of his mind.
Second, he needed to find Liam a sitter. This was proving harder to do, as for some reason, he couldn't fathom what, all of the magical sitters he knew were now doubling, sometimes tripling their rates for halfblooded children. Right. Elliot had quite the row with his the teacher at Liam's old day care, and even if they dropped the rates he...probably would not be allowed to leave his son there.
Third---third he was rushing through the muggle streets of London because his boss was an absolute nutcase and only ate blueberry muffins from this one bakery, and it was so far away and he had a craving. And, he seemed to like picking on Elliot lately (or, for the past five years) and had sent him on the mission.
So---killing little sister's boyfriend, find someplace to drop his kid, fetching blueberry muffins.
Oh--four, helping this woman up off the street.
"Sorry," Elliot muttered, pulling his hand away quickly. But, when he stood he put his hand out again to help her to her feet, "Oh! Stefana, hi--what are you doing on the floor?"
It wasn't every day that you saw one of your exes sprawled on the ground in the middle of a busy muggle street.
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