“Your sister is awesome… I am thinking a proper interview… Think you can get her aside?” Josie was in full reporter mode, and part of Theta felt terrible for trying to curb her friend doing what she loved.
“I can, I can see Jose - I just don’t want her painted as some troublemaker when you do write it up. That’s exactly how the manager’s going to frame her, especially as someone let the stink bomb off.” Theta gestured to the shop window, appealing as best she could to Josie.
“Three Broomsticks?”
“Sounds good-”
“Yeah, great idea Zeta. Let’s go.”
The group were collecting their placards and leaving the area, though the banner still hung between the lampposts above Josie and Theta’s heads.
“Why don’t you come with us to the Broomsticks. I doubt Zonko’s has any more on the matter if they’ve closed for lunch. It Zeta wants to talk, you’ll find her there, and I’ll buy you a drink either way, make it worth your while.” Theta bargained, glancing from Josie to SAWS and back again.
[17 Mar] We Have Not Yet Begun to Burn