CHAPTER THREE
I guess I can let you guys get away with only leaving nine reviews instead of ten, LOL.
The Dying Duck said: How bloody perfect darling Araminta is.
I agree! :)
Sapphira said: ...the more I suspect we are not going to see Draco in leather trousers and, really, I think you owe that to your readers.
I promise I will make it up to you.
Tom rapped on the glass and called out to the cabbie: "Let us out here."
"Why here?" Araminta asked, wiping her ink-stained fingers on the inside of her sleeve.
"I'm hungry. And, look--Wilshire Boulevard. We must be somewhere near the Malfoys', and they'll put us up for the night--"
Araminta tossed the driver a Galleon and put her hand on Tom's sleeve. "We're not in England. We're in America."
"BLOODY HELL!" Tom yelled. "I GO TO SLEEP FOR FIVE MINUTES AND I WAKE UP IN HELL!"
"It's just Los Angeles--"
"SEE WHAT I MEAN?"
Araminta needed a distraction. "Let's get something to eat. How about this place," she said, pointing to a sign, "McDonald's?"
"I hate Scottish food," Tom replied peevishly.
"Well, Burger King, then?" Araminta asked.
Tom sniffed. "I am far too powerful to believe that someone calling himself the Burger King really is."
"All right...Dairy Queen?"
"What are you implying?" Tom stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.
Araminta was afraid to show her exasperation. "Nothing! Look, here's a deli. Let's get sandwiches."
A few minutes later, Tom and Araminta sat on a bench eating their sandwiches. Araminta's was ham, swiss, lettuce, tomato, sprouts, cucumber, avocado, mayonnaise, mustard, olives, pickles, and potato chips on sourdough. Tom had opted for roast beef on a poppy seed bun. He chewed and swallowed thoughtfully, then said, "I Mr. V. Meat Roll, d00d."
"Huh?"
"Don't know where that came from," said Tom, shaking his head. "And don't know where those strange people came from."
"I think they're supposed to be emo," Araminta said, looking at the crowd of kids coming their way. "And I think this is their bench. C'mon, let's get going."
"They're scary," Tom added. "But scary is good. Now, do you want to tell me what we're doing here?"