"It was nice of HP to invite us to his place for a change," Wanda said, lowering her voice to a whisper.
"I can't complain," Cosmo said, a smiling curling on his lips. "look at the alcohol." he pointed to a table where an extensive wine selection sat.
"Hello, Cosmo," HP said, handing him and his wife empty wine flutes. "please help yourself."
"Hello, Timothy," Anti-Cosmo purred, stroking the young boy's messy brown hair. He couldn't help himself whenever he was near him. Ever since he laid eyes on the child when he was a baby he always made sure to spoil him whenever he had the chance he met him.
Timmy smiled.
Trixie couldn't help but not feel threatened when Timmy was stealing attention away from her father.
Trixie harrumphed. "little brat, " she growled. "what a little brat." if HP weren't standing near her she would have been tempted to spill her cup full of grape juice over Timmy. Since she couldn't make a scene she settled to stand and observe.
Veronica was standing near Sanderson it was hard for him not to refer to her as his shadow. As a father figure and HP's assistant he wanted to ease Veronica into the social setting HP had set up for everyone to get to know one another better.