[ The audacity of this bitch! It's a good thing Alastor lets him go so quick, because it's just in time to avoid the very loud snap his teeth make as he goes for a bone-breaking bite. Fuck. Got his tongue. He wipes away some gold blood and glares. Maybe he can get the asshole next time. ]

My daughter is perfectly aware that I'm a grown man who may choose to engage in— relations. [ Oh god, was that what he was doing? Was that relations? With ALASTOR? No. No, couldn't be, it was just more of the usual refusing to ever let that dick win! Anyway, the thought of Charlie overhearing that is mortifying, he's not lingering on that! ] BUT. What she wanted was us to pick up some flour. Apparently there's been an accident during hands-on baking therapy.