–– ✍ ❛ SKEETER !

Adonia fought to hide a smirk, however a ghost of it was still present as her lips twitched upwards. She hadn’t been kidding when she had said she could do this all day, and she intended to make this as hard as possible for the woman. “Not boring at all, really.” She slowly rose her eyes up to stare at the blonde, amusement shining in her blue eyes. Now, she decided she would toy with her; she would talk, if that’s what Rita wanted, but she would hardly give anything valuable.. “See, I find reading to be quite amazing. So many different characters and stories to read about, it is really all spectacular to know that so many different things can come from the human mind.” As she purposely rambled, she lowered her eyes back down to her book. “I have a husband and a twin brother, dear. Nothing ever gets lonely.”

Rita had a talent of being able to read people like a book, and most certainly was not dumb to the girls little ‘game’. Instead, she decided to humour her, what un-amusement she felt being kept hidden as she painted her face with a look of interest. If Adonia believed she could irritate Rita with mindless chatter, then Rita would do the same. “That’s interesting of you to say so, and actually rather kind of you. As an author myself, I find your appreciation of our talents overwhelming ” Her tone was both mocking and arrogant, flashing a smile in Adonia’s direction. “Ah, your husband, that’s right... Where exactly is he? Surely you’re not having troubles already.”

“You’re saying my dashing good looks have nothing to do with it?” He asked with playful offense, before turning to the bartender and ordering the girl her drink, as well as a whiskey for himself. At her words, he couldn’t help but throw his head back and let out a loud laugh, clearly amused by her offer. “I didn’t think you to be so kind.” He said through his chuckles, before shaking his head. “But I’m afraid I’ll pass. It’s not like I can’t get a woman for myself.”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I guess they don’t exactly hurt though” Rita commented, giving as little enthusiasm as possible into the compliment she so bitterly offered him. She gave a nod of her head in gratitude to the bartender, eager to take a sip of her drink. It had been longer than she remembered since her last, with work taking over her life. “I’m not, it was a one-off, which you so rudely threw back in my face...” She smirked widely, and turned her attention towards him, “I won’t make the mistake of being nice to you again.”

“One drink.” He repeated, grinning in satisfaction. “Oh, of course. You’re such a busy woman, after all.” He drawled out, grin still firmly in place. “Now tell me, what’s your poison?”

“Try not to seem too smug, hm? If anything I’m staying for the alcohol, not you.” Of course that wasn’t entirely true, not that Rita would let on otherwise. “Sherry” The blonde answered, not that she was ever particularly picky. She turned towards the bar and rested her weight upon it with her elbows, only offering him a side glance. “I think I might even make myself useful while I’m here. Clearly you’re in desperate need of a shag, and luckily for you, I’m a great wing woman and not to mention, an excellent judge of character. Tell me, what kind of girl does it for you? Innocent? Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets? I'll find you whichever your heart desires” she smirked.

He merely smirked at her words, shrugging as if to admit defeat. “While I can’t argue with that-” he took hold of her wrist. “-at least let me buy you a drink, doll. Wouldn’t want you to have completely wasted your time.”

Rita felt a sense of accomplishment when she felt his hand reach for her. It wasn’t exactly her goal to begin with but holding his attention was satisfying enough for now. “One drink” She agreed with a smirk, “And then I’ve got work to do.”

Adonia was rather good at ignoring people, considering she had done so most of her life, and she was also extremely good at being silent. She knew Rita Skeeter well enough to know that gossip and scandal was all she wanted, but Adonia would not offer anything, nor did she have anything to offer. “Mythology.” Came the blonde’s simple response, blue eyes never straying from the words on the pages.

Rita’s job really could be drag sometimes, especially when people went out of their way to make it more difficult for her. Why did they all have to act so unfavourably towards some harmless snooping? “Fascinating.” She commented sarcastically, her eyes rolling again, this time in a bored manner. "So this is your day? Must get a little boring sometimes... surely you have company from time to time...no?" 

Anthony could only shrug. “Shame.” He mocked, smiling innocently at her. “Off you trot, then. I’ve apparently got nothing for you.”

“Innocence really doesn’t suit you.” She commented, smirking at the façade he put on as she lifted a hand to playfully pat his cheek before moving to brush past him. “At least you can watch me as I walk away. I get told I have a pretty spectacular backside.”

“I wouldn’t say wasting time.” Anthony said, shrugging nonchalantly. “Besides, I have plenty to offer, just not…” He trailed off as if in thought, looking her over her a moment, a faint smirk on his lips. “Just not something that requires a lot of talking.”

“Shame, because I would.” Rita retorted, her smirk growing wider. He was entirely predictable, but the blonde was amused nonetheless, meeting his smirk with a roll of her eyes. “I’m a busy woman. Talking's all I've got time for.”

“So can I.” Adonia retorted, mirroring the blonde’s stubborn look before reaching into her purse. “If you insist on being a nuisance, do make yourself comfortable, darling.” She said, pulling open her book and completely ignoring the woman.

"It's my job to be a nuisance.” Rita seemed proud of that fact, flashing the girl an arrogant grin as she settled herself more comfortably. She anticipated she would have to, being in the business long enough now to know who were the toughest to crack. Her eyes followed every little movement of Adonia, partly to annoy her, interest peaking when she saw the book. “What’s the read for today then, hm?”

Anthony crossed his arms over his chest, an amused grin on his lips. “Love, I’m a male and an auror. What on earth makes you think I have any of that under my belt to share with you?”

“Are you telling me I’m wasting my time here?” Rita asked with a raise of her brows and a faint smirk. “Appreciate the honesty, sweetheart... if you have nothing to offer me, then I’ll be getting on my way” She announced, readying herself to leave.

“Yes.” Adonia said frankly, staring at the other blonde with an expectant look that screamed for her to go away.

Rita challenged Adonia with a stubborn glare, one that said she wouldn’t be going anywhere. “I can do this all night, if we must. But I’d rather not, so lose the bitch face, sweetheart.”

“And what would be worth your while, doll?”

“Oh, I don’t know... scandals, secrets, gossip... Flattery? Not so much. And, no, the name of your last fuck doesn’t count as either of those. Your antics became old news a long time ago.”

“Actually, I went quiet because I was absolutely astounded by your beauty.” Anthony said charmingly, shooting the girl a grin.

“Hey, Lothario, save your lines for someone of your standard and try and make the next thing to come out your mouth worth my while. I'd hate for this to be cut so short.”