Private Message to Ernie

[alt_zacharias]

Hey, so I've been meaning to ask you all day: How did it go last night? What was his excuse?

And yeah, you're right: Margie's fit but Merlin, she's got a gob on her. I dunno, I think maybe it's time to move on.

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[alt_ernie]

Uh

Not quite sure what you're getting at, mate.

Excuse for what?

[alt_zacharias]

Finch-Fletchley. Out past curfew. You said you were going to wait up for him. What happened, did you fall asleep and miss him coming in?

[alt_ernie]

Right.

He came in before curfew, so bit of a moot point.

[alt_ernie]

Wait.

I mean

Hang on. I was waiting up? Because he was out past curfew?

Because he wasn't.

[alt_zacharias]

Yeah, he was.

And you were going to have a talk with him about why.

Bloody Erebus. Do you remember us talking about that?

[alt_ernie]

I remember him coming back, and looking at the clock, and it was ten minutes before curfew, and thinking,'well, he just made it in, didn't he?'

And no.

I don't remember us talking about curfew. Or that I needed to wait up.

[alt_zacharias]

Right, now we really need to talk to him, mate. He's modified your memory, he has.

[alt_ernie]

Bloody hell.

Merlin, Zach.

For coming in after bloody curfew.

He messed with my head because he came in late? I mean, who does that?

Is this the first time he's pulled this?

Damn right, we have to talk to him.

[alt_zacharias]

Too right.

And I'm going with you. Clearly you need backup, mate.

[alt_ernie]

You're not messing with me, are you?

We really did talk?

[alt_zacharias]

Yeah, we did. And he was not back in time.

I'm telling you, he's the one messing with you.

[alt_ernie]

Yeah.

That, I can believe.