SO... she was back in here. No hoody, no spy-ish moves... the shopkeeper probably wasn't going to recognize her. And she didn't really care. She was just so annoyed at that moment to care about anything.
"Hey.." She leant idly against the counter and slid a bunch of Knuts onto the table. "Those are the two Sickles I owe ya." She couldn't even force a smile. "Thank you for waiting. And..." she was urged to tell her not to sell Quidditch Equipment that could be used as weapons like beaters bats?. But then decided against it and sighed. "..just fine. Thanks." And headed for the door.