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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 6, 2007 22:27:31 GMT
Jack grins, closing the door behind him,"Thanks mate, means a lot. Yeah, yeah tell your wife I said hi." He calls over his shoulder.
The Ministry, sure they could be a pain in the ass sometimes but it also came with some great perks.
Like getting tickets to the Quidditch World cup. He grins to himself holding up five tickets.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 6, 2007 22:40:47 GMT
I run down the hall. "I need Quidditch tickets...I swear..." I say nearly running into a smiling guy. "Sorry, Oh hey you're Jack if I remember ri--" I stop in mid sentence just staring at the tickets.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 6, 2007 22:50:38 GMT
He laughs regaining his balance,"Oh hiya Shell." He smiles putting the tickets in his jacket pocket for safekeeping.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 6, 2007 23:05:29 GMT
"Where did you get those? I came earilier and he didn't have any..." I say with a frown the moment he put the tickets in his pocket.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 6, 2007 23:13:13 GMT
"That' the perks of working for the ministry." He laughs patting his jacket pocket,"Oh and I introduced him to his wife, they're getting married next month." He grins."Just call me cupid."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 6, 2007 23:21:45 GMT
I cross my arms. "I'll pay you a thousand galleons for one ticket..." I say to him.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 7, 2007 22:51:17 GMT
"Are you nuts?" He chuckles,"No amount of money in the world can make me give up these tickets."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 6:12:40 GMT
I frown. "Even 5,000 galleons?" I ask him. "Then what do I have to do for a ticket, I'll do anything..." I say as I give him a puppy dog pout.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 17:46:17 GMT
"Tempting." He laughs rubbing his chin,"But no. Sorry Shell." Then quickly covers his eyes as she gives him the puppy-dog pout."Oi, no fair! MJ gives me that enough."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 17:48:14 GMT
I laugh. "Alright, you even turned down the option of anything..." I say with a smile.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 17:53:18 GMT
He lowers his hand,"Hey, tell you want, if I have any left over, I'll give you one okay?" He smiles,"Besides, according to MJ her boyfriend doesn't like Quidditch so that gives me an extra ticket."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 17:54:51 GMT
"Really?" I say with a huge smile, and kiss him on the cheek.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 17:59:45 GMT
"Uh thanks?" He laughs a bit taken back,"But yeah, god knows MJ and Charlie will want a ticket and of course I do." He grins,"So that's three gone, two left."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:06:27 GMT
"Sorry, I love Quidditch too much..." I say slightly embrassed.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:09:17 GMT
"So? My family does too, we're all Quidditch fantics, nothing wrong with that. But according to MJ her boy-toy doesn't like it so he loses points for that." He chuckles.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:13:20 GMT
"boy-toy?" I laugh. "So, who's playing for the cup?" I ask him.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:14:37 GMT
"Yup, boy-toy she gets a new one everytime I'm around." He laughs,"Britain vs. Romania. It's gonna be a good one."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:16:17 GMT
"No wonder there's no tickets..." I say with a laugh.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:22:02 GMT
"Course, game of the century Shell m'dear." He grins. "Everyone is gonna be there."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:27:46 GMT
"Well, then what should we do now? I honestly hate it here..." I say looking at a couple workers.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:28:57 GMT
He laughs,"Why? Not a people person? I, myself love people, not that too many people love me. My own cousin, calls me a twat and tells me to piss off, that's not very nice don't you think?" He chuckles.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:35:49 GMT
"Of course it is..." I say sarcastically. "I like people, just not here, they usually think I'm a spy..." I shrug slightly.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:39:50 GMT
"Pfft. The Ministry's gone to pieces anyways, they think everyone's a spy."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:42:18 GMT
"Seriously though, this older bald guy said he had to strip search me..." I shuddering.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:43:51 GMT
"The bastard." Jack mumbles,"Oi! No strip searching people you old fag!" He yells down the hall.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 8, 2007 18:49:13 GMT
I laugh uncontrollably. "He didn't get the chance I sorta kicked him somewhere..." I say with a wink.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 8, 2007 18:50:56 GMT
"Oh right in the family jewels." He grimaces,"Poor guy."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 9, 2007 7:13:28 GMT
"Hey he tried to take off my skirt..." I say disguisted. "I'd rather some cute guy strip search me..." I say with a laugh.
ooc-my computer is acting up so i'll be back.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 9, 2007 7:14:27 GMT
"Oh ew." He grimace,"I'm not gonna say anything."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Sept 9, 2007 7:31:36 GMT
"What I'm single..." I say with an innocent look. "I could meet some cute guy, you never know..." I say with a wink.
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