*She rapidly drains her cocktail, and once she sets the empty glass on the table she raises a hand and actually snaps her fingers (somehow, from her, the gesture seems perfectly ordinary). A white-uniformed caterer materializes at her elbow as if Summoned, and once she's done crunching the little pearls between her teeth she speaks to him quickly, in an undertone.
He disappears as quickly as he came, fear written plainly on his face, and Bellatrix gives a little sigh--making no move whatsoever to help the woman with either of her daughters.*
Oh, the little spat seems to be over.
*After a pause, she adds a bit of transparently feigned concern.*
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Date: 2011-07-29 09:24 pm (UTC)*She rapidly drains her cocktail, and once she sets the empty glass on the table she raises a hand and actually snaps her fingers (somehow, from her, the gesture seems perfectly ordinary). A white-uniformed caterer materializes at her elbow as if Summoned, and once she's done crunching the little pearls between her teeth she speaks to him quickly, in an undertone.
He disappears as quickly as he came, fear written plainly on his face, and Bellatrix gives a little sigh--making no move whatsoever to help the woman with either of her daughters.*
Oh, the little spat seems to be over.
*After a pause, she adds a bit of transparently feigned concern.*
I hope everyone's all right.