It's a Hit...Sorta (Founders)

Rowena pursed her lips slightly and narrowed her eyes at Salazar. If he wanted to bring on an assistant then of course she would trust his own judgment for such a position as that was his purview. The library happened to be hers since it held some of her vast collections. The rest of it was of course in Ravenclaw Tower to be enjoyed by her own personal house. What they had been talking about was a man who they didn't know from Adam, looking for a place that I didn't know where to put him. It was a big difference in her mind.

Before she could argue the point, Helga deflated which caught her attention immediately and she felt a pang of guilt. She reached over with her free hand and patted her best friend's hand. The other hand held her wine goblet which she raised to her lips and took a drink to hide her scowl. Now they were all in a mood.

Well except perhaps Godric who seemed rather determined to celebrate despite the sudden sour note floating through the air. She sighed as she lowered her goblet. She could feel a slight throb in her temple but she was determined not to have a headache tonight. It was why she had already removed the diadem. She raised a delicate brow as she looked at Godric.

"Don't you think it's a bit late for charades?" she quipped. "Honestly Godric, it's been a frightfully long and stressful day. If there is no further official business then let us finish our wine and tuck ourselves into bed."