☝️ – Tap my muse on the shoulder
Newt had been walking down the street, case in hand when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, not sure who was there, but he turned to see–
“Carlos?” He asked in disbelief. It had been ages since he’d last seen the man. What were the chances of seeing him again?
“Muggles.” He corrected, chuckling quietly. “And the bangers are good.” He added. “Chips are…” He paused, trying to think of how to explain them. “They’re like chopped up potato that we fry up, so they’re crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.” He explained.
Carlos tried to imagine it as Newt explained it. “Okay… well, there’s not much that can go wrong with potatoes. Those sound good too.” Carlos looked at the menu again. “Okay – Guinness stew. Does it have actual Guinness in it?”
Newt smiled, and nodded a little. “It does. I’ve never had it, but my brother quite enjoys it.” He said, looking over the menu. “I’m likely going to have the fish and chips. They don’t have that in America, I’ve quite missed it.” He said.
Carlos nodded as he looked over the options. “I think the Bangers and Mash is good… Mash is more potatoes, right?”
The Perfect Scientist 