Wendy laughed a little, "Jer and Alg. Who's his
husband by the way.." Partner was an understatement for people who had fought for their right to marry.
"They are alright. They seem kind of cranky and stuffy but they have been here for years and years. Babysat once or twice in a pinch. So ******** british," Her brows went up, "What do you expect from a magical boss cop though?" It was known that he was magic. It was
a thing and she knew not everyone was trusting or accepted it.
"The chief is a bit of a low key gamer too-" She had him added on her various friends lists, "-I thought he was such an a** when we were in high school.." It was
known that Cid, Tom and Wendy were just trouble coming from a mile away in those days.
"You know his husband
Professor Algernon Mercer-" She said it very properly, with a smirk, "Writes those Red Herring Mystery novels they made that BBC miniseries about. The one with Idris Elba. He's got an old school bookstore by the college."
She sipped her coffee once more in both hands, "With Jeremiah I bet you either don't like magic vibes, or you don't like cop vibes.. And he's got those shiny eyes.." Wendy shrugged.
