"10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!"
"Yeah!"
"Link has won the championship! Link is the champion!"
In an Orlando, Kingston resort suite, Blond Robert Grint leaped up from the sofa, clenched his fist, and swung it with force as he turned to 'Harry Potter' Daniel and said, "Had we known the match would be this exciting, we should've taken the day off to see it live."
"But we had to shoot today," Daniel Radcliffe shrugged as he spoke.
"I know, I know, but it's still a bit disappointing."
Robert Grint collapsed back onto the sofa and looked towards Daniel sideways, "You seem a bit unhappy. What's the matter?"
"Do I?"
Daniel adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
"Definitely. I may not know magic, but I can feel it. Is it because of Emma?"
Getting up, Robert stared at him with a smile, "Is it because Emma went to Miami and hasn't come back yet? You're worried about her?"
Daniel shook his head repeatedly in denial.
"It's not that. Don't speculate."
"I'm not speculating."
