"Then you could save yourself the effort and just build a flash-light." But still, Hartley felt himself smile in spite of the rampant idiocy at work here. It was lunch break, seeing how he had food, if they spent some time talking about Harry Potter, he supposed that wasn't too bad. "It's in a month. Down at the Central City Center." Which was an incredibly stupid name, but he supposed with a city name like this, it was hard to avoid. "I think you can still get tickets."

He glanced at James, wishing that his heart didn't speed up like that when he saw that smug smile. Handsome bastard. He reached out to feed him a bite of the food he'd brought him, not really thinking about it. That was the issue about hanging out with James, it made him forget what normal boundaries in a friendship were.