In which Seamus may or may not still have a producer.
Ginny was making margaritas when Seamus walked in.
“Oh lord. What happened now?” he said when he saw the tequila.
“Jordan broke rule #13.” was her reply, without looking up.
“Erm. How?” Seamus knew he was going to regret that question.
“They have to call in someone to look at the paperwork,” again, Ginny didn’t take her eyes off the blender.
“How does that… I’m sorry, remind me what Rule #13 entails, again,” Seamus was used to Ginny’s rules by now.
“Rule Number 13: Never, ever, involve lawyers. For any reason,” Ginny said matter-of-factly.
“Lawyers. Oh dear. Is Jordan still living?” Seamus actually was a bit worried about that. Ginny took lawyers very seriously.
“For the moment. His luck may or may not hold. Depends on the lawyers,” she said.
“Please don’t kill him, where on earth will I find another producer?” Seamus was almost pleading, now.
“In Oxford?” Ginny didn’t have any remorse when someone involved lawyers.
Seamus was silent and still. It only took a minute before Ginny gave in.
“Oh fine. How about I make you a margarita? I can make it a virgin!” she offered.
Seamus leaned forward to whisper in Ginny’s ear, “I doubt that.”
Ginny finally looked up as she gasped, “Offensive! Very offensive!”
Seamus just walked away, laughing.