Bill looked around at the various shaped, sized, and coloured tents that were scattered around the grove behind the faire site. A few braziers were scattered here and there, and something he recognized as being a propane grill. Wouldn't Dad love to get his hands on that... Apparently, this was where most of the performers and quite a few of the merchants stayed over the weekend. I wish I could take a picture of these; something like that would be useful at the World Quidditch Cup. He shifted his weight from one foot to another as he waited for Katrin to come out of her tent. CRUNCH "Mm glmt fsndt," he heard from inside the tent. Leaning down closer to the opening, Bill replied, chuckling, "What was that?"

"I said -- oh!" Katrin thrust her head out of the tent and smacked her forehead into Bill's. He flew backwards, ending up sitting on the ground. Katrin jerked up, got stopped by the top of the tent opening, and nearly ate dirt. She managed to catch herself on her hands just in the nick of time. However, in doing so she ended up throwing the apples she had brought out for the two of them, one of which flew straight toward Bill's head. As she looked up at him, he was rubbing his forehead looking at the apple that was now on the ground beside him. He slowly turned his dumbfounded gaze toward her own half-horrified expression that was covered by one hand.

They both started laughing again. "Are you alright?" Bill rubbed his forehead once more and got to his knees to give her a hand. She started to crawl out of her tent but, because of her skirts, got caught in the opening. "'Sblood! What next?" Bill stood up and, between the two of them, they managed to get Katrin propped up and twisted around. He reached around her and opened the tent a bit more and Katrin took a step out. Balancing herself with one hand on Bill's shoulder, she slowly and carefully turned around before releasing him. With a grin, he took a step back and made a gallant bow, offering his hand. "Could I be of assistance, my lady?"

"Again, I thank thee, kind sir." She took his hand and stepped completely out of the tent, but not without getting her foot caught on something and flying straight into Bill's chest. She knocked him completely off his feet and landed on top of him. "Oof..."

He had finally made it away from the crowd and down to the camping area. Some woman had snagged him and wanted pictures of 'the nice man in the adorable costume' with each of her children separately, then in pairs, then with the whole family. The watcher rolled his eyes in reflection and burst into the grove just as he saw the red haired stranger try to drag Kati somewhere. Her resistance must have caught him by surprise, for he ended pulling her too hard and they were in a jumbled mess on the ground. This had gone too far! "BLACKGUARD!!!!" he yelled as he rushed to the scene.