Private message to Pansy

Sorry I had to end the firechat first last night. That one elf - Gibby - kept seeing the light from under the door and thinking I needed something. You'd think she would know by now that when I want something I'm not shy about asking. This morning I actually half-entertained the thought that she might've been sent by my Father to interrupt. He's been trying so hard not to mention the earrings or anything else, but I can tell he really wants to. Mother's always there to give him a "look," though.

Anyway, the real thing I wanted to ask you is if you're free tomorrow evening. That bloke who manages Tintagel wrote me a message today. I guess they're playing a private party at the Phoenix Arms tomorrow night, and we've been put on the guest list. We could go to supper, first - anywhere you like. I think the party is a bit casual, though, so we'd probably best not eat at Portico this time.