Fandom Speculation: How to write the Malfoys watching NASCAR...

"We're going *WHERE*, Lucius?"
"Texas, madam."
"Why?"
"Business. Our Dark Lord commands, love."
"If we must, we must. But we shall avoid inconvenience."

Flying carpet with sun shield device above it, so it would resemble a floating pavillion if it were not invisible. Large flying carpet. Comfortable, stiff, somewhat new (150-year-old or so) chairs. An assortment of snacks and a house-elf to serve them. ("Mistress, Nooby is not fond of heights! But, Nooby will serve...") Both of the elder Malfoys baffled by why this is of interest, Draco peering down and muttering about what he could do if he got under the hood of one of those things and applied just this spell and that, Lucius calling him to task ("I did not hear you saying words that Weasley would use. Take care that I do not ever fail to hear you using those words again.") and placing wagers as to who will be winning. If Narcissa should win, and she should forget herself and jump in such a way as to rock the carpet, some of the spectators would not be able to explain why they were suddenly covered in the results from what happens when a house-elf is airsick from a flying carpet above their heads...

It could happen.

*snarls incoherently*

"step-o-meter"??

*makes with the smackdown*

Edit:
If anyone has the current 800 number for McDonald's, the one that's actually not giving a 404 error, could they please share? Also, their web contact form gives run-time errors.

Edit again:
That time I got through. Bloody idiots. Bloody freaking idiots. Gave feedback that calling a perfectly good pedometer a "step-o-meter" made me sick, and furthermore, when I asked about it at an actual resturant, the person there did not understand what I was talking about.

More grumbling...

"Some people call them pedometers..."

Some people? Try "most people who know what they are who speak this language", bozo. Well, you're not the bozo. The ad campaign is the bozo. Sheesh.

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Still sick. Ugh.
Little Fayoumis vs. Marxdarx is not something I want to be within earshot of.
Especially not when it's Little Fayoumis vs. Marxdarx on the subject of getting him to calm down and stop being mean to himself.
Did I mention the sick? Cough medicine does not stop this from feeling like absolute hell.
My library books are probably getting overdue or something.
I feel like crap.
It's hard to sleep when I'm coughing.
I'm going to be so very broke next pay period. (This is related to the out-sick-from-work issue.)