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Casey was on stage, hitting the last of her routine, and she always tried to catch eyes with some guy, to make him feel like she was dancing especially for him, so she could get a bigger tip. She found her mark, and looked him right in the eye, “This poor sap…I got him hook, line, and sinker.” She winked as she saw him holding up a wad of money for her. She took it, and blew him a kiss as the song ended. She grabbed her props, and headed off the stage to the bar. “I need some water please.”

Man, I wish I had magic so I could go forward in time and this essay would be done.

[standing outside the Floo Network that leads to Azkaban, waiting for the bus that will take her home]

Merlin’s beard, that’s awkward ... [ She leans in to be able to listen closer to the couple arguing nearby, frowning. ] Good for her.