"Is the glamour really quite necessary?"
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"I'm sorry?" said Luna, tapping her overlarge ear trumpet (painted sky blue).
"I said," he grumbled, "I don't look like a wizard without a proper beard."
"You look perfectly well like a wizard without that silly glamour on."
"I don't have hair anymore! I'm eighty-two years old, I deserve a proper beard."
Luna put a hand on her hip, slowly walking forward. "But you're so much more kissable without that in the way."
"Harrumph," said Rolf, but he met her halfway across the room.