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"C'mon Al! You don't want to be late." I call.

"Antony, I... are you sure you'd be okay here?" Al asks. 

I straighten his tie. 

"You have to go!" I push him. 

"Okay. Okay. Okay." Al sighs.

"Good luck at the party!" I yell.

Sherry looks at me. 

"Go on Alastor." Sherry says.

"But, but..." He starts.

"Al! We'll be fine!" I yell.

"Okay, I'm going now." He sighs.

He walks out the door. 

"Good luck babe!" I call.

I close the door. I turn to Sherry.

"Let the party planning begin!" I yell.

"Alright... but isn't it a little soon?" Sherry asks. 

"Nah. I got so many good ideas." I say from the closet.

I pick up a box. I heave it onto the table.

"Wow! That's a big box." Sherry chuckles.

"He deserves the best party ever." I say.

I rummage through the papers. Sherry picks them up from the floor. She looks at me and smiles. We sit down. I take out a big book.

"Every party we ever had. We can use this for inspiration." I say.

"Oh right. We can have big streamers-" Sherry starts.

"And balloons!" I yell.

"Confetti?" Sherry asks.

"Sure! And snacks! Oooh and a big triple layer cake!" I yell.

"Antony this is Alastor's party. We have to do what he likes." Sherry says.

"I know. But it's going to me hard since he doesn't like parties." I say.

"Yeah, why is that?" Sherry asks.

"I wish I knew." I sigh.

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