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“You wouldn’t happen to have some ‘Queen’ CDs would you? I want to introduce someone to them.”
“Queen as in, ‘We are the champions’ Queen? Classic, man. Muggles sure knew how to make music way back when.” Lu moved from behind the counter over to a book shelf with various forms of media on them. “Well they aren’t originals, some copies I’ve made. The quality is still great though, I assure you.”
She turns and hands it to him,”Ohay, aren’t you that professor? Jayne right?”
I’m open for business. If you need anything.
Making a layout of Back Alley Bargains on the Sims 3 for reference reasons and I just like the sims okay.
“It’s alright. I’ve gotten asked for worse.” She was rummaging through one of the drawers on the front desk, looking for the requested batteries. Looking up for moment, she stopped and shook his hand firmly. “Louise Blitz-Creed, I go by Lu.” Mentally she noted that Jayne was a rather odd name for a man, but she dismissed it seeing as her own nickname was chosen for it’s androgyny. “Professor you say? Of what?”
“The Study of Ancient Runes, if you can believe it. But I live in Hogsmeade during sabbatical. So you’ll see me here a lot. Especially in the summer.”
“Sounds difficult. Definitely not something I took when I was in school.” Lu stated bluntly. “But cool beans, could always use a regular customer.”
Lu smiled back at the girl who entered the shop, another student she assumed. “‘Ello, Welcome. Looking for anything in particular?”
“Not especially. Just very curious, is all.” She smiled a little more, keeping an innocent face carefully in place
“I see. Well, if you see anything you like, or need help otherwise, just give a shout.” Lu slumped back against the counter, and tapped her fingers on the surface.
Azrael walked into the shop, smiling faintly at the owner. “Afternoon, ma’am.”
Lu smiled back at the girl who entered the shop, another student she assumed. “‘Ello, Welcome. Looking for anything in particular?”
Hanna dug into his pockets and pulled out 12 sickles. “So… I don’t think I’ve been in here before… Nice store.”
The teen smiled and wagged his tail, ears flicking. “You wouldn’t happen to have jerky, would you?”
“I can’t say i’m surprised. This place is ancient; It was around when I was a first year, but it’s never been real popular.” She shrugged as she put the money in the register. “Thanks though. Tell your friends.”
“Jerky, nah. I don’t carry too much food stuff. Sorry kid.” She frowned.
“If you need help looking for something, just let me know.” Lu smiled as she looked up to greet whoever had just entered the shop. As she did so, she couldn’t help but catch sight of the tail on the patron. She didn’t want to stare and make them uncomfortable or anything, but she couldn’t help herself.
Hanna sniffed around and dug through a few things before finding what he was looking for. They weren’t silk, but they were still nice looking. “How much for these?”
“Hmm,” Lu mused, appraising the worth of the fake flowers. “12 sickles.”
“I know. Those are very odd things to ask for in Hogsmeade. But I like my watch and my coffee.” Jayne chuckled and went to get a coffee maker. He returned and extended a hand to the woman. “Professor Jayne Hart. Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
“It’s alright. I’ve gotten asked for worse.” She was rummaging through one of the drawers on the front desk, looking for the requested batteries. Looking up for moment, she stopped and shook his hand firmly. “Louise Blitz-Creed, I go by Lu.” Mentally she noted that Jayne was a rather odd name for a man, but she dismissed it seeing as her own nickname was chosen for it’s androgyny. “Professor you say? Of what?”
Welcome, welcome. Feel free to look around, I’m sure you can find something to your liking.
“Okay!” Hanna browsed the shop, making sure his tail didn’t knock anything over. Hopefully the shopkeeper would have those nice looking fake flowers.
“If you need help looking for something, just let me know.” Lu smiled as she looked up to greet whoever had just entered the shop. As she did so, she couldn’t help but catch sight of the tail on the patron. She didn’t want to stare and make them uncomfortable or anything, but she couldn’t help herself.