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Running a tired hand across his head, Quizzit pulled off his spectacles, the little white tufts of his hair wisping around his pointed ears. Leaning forward in his stool, he brought up the edge of his vest and cleaned them of any smudges. Once they were back on the bridge of his nose where they belonged, he cleared his throat. "Next."
"Welcome to Gringotts..." He began as the young woman also began to speak. Snapping his mouth shut, he tilted his head slightly giving her an unreadable look. Well, at least she'd said please.
Clearing his throat even as he brought out his ledger for vaults 501-600, Quizzit looked at the her over his spectacles. "Of course there is the small matter of a name..." Surely, she didn't think anyone could just waltz up and command to be let into a vault.
"Good morning, how may I help you." He intoned as the young daughter and mother approached the teller window. Peering down his nose at the pair from his slightly higher position on his stool, Quizzit gave a short nod at their request.
"Dalegra..." Adjusting his spectacles, he propped open the appropriate ledger. Running a talon-like nail down the list of large vaults, he stopped as he located the right one.
"Vault 418. Dalegra family. Yes... Now if I may just identify your wand..." Accepting the object from the daughter, the old goblin brought it up to a few millimeters away from his eyes. Weighing it in his hands, turning it in the light, maybe even sniffing it, he returned it with a short nod and a confirmatory glance at the ledger. "All seems to be in order," he agreed as he once again peered down at them. "Except your key of course. I assume you do have it?"
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"Next!"
Straightening up in his stool a bit as he observed the bank manager walking by, Quizzit arranged his face in what he hoped was a polite agreeable expression as he turned to address the next customer.
"Yes, of course sir. If I may just have your name." Of course, it did irk him that young'uns these days simply commanded what they wanted without so much as a please. But he wouldn't think of it now. He'd been wanting that raise after all...
Waving a wrinkled hand at the next person in line, Quizzit resisted the urge to snap his fingers to get her attention. "Next!"
Glad to see it seemed she was prepared with her wand and key in hand, he peered down at her. "Hello, welcome to Gringotts. How may I be of service to you?"
"Amaria Lee," Amaria sighed as she pushed the wand and key forward.
"Here is my wand and key. And I am depositing the stuff in this bag in." Amaria held up the bag not placing it down yet. It held to much value to be handed over just yet.