The man that he had seen really took his time to come over. It was like he was walking in slow motion or something. Clement frowned, ready to try and sell to someone else when the man eventually got to see his table. "Hello sir." The slytherin smiled, trying to be as polite as possible. That was the way to get sales after all. "Fancy some ashwinder eggs?" He murmured, motioning out in in between them at the jars he had remaining. "5 galleons for one jar, and there is six eggs in a jar." So it didn't seem that bad a price for him. Not really. He smiled at the man. Oh wow. His jaw was going to end up hurting soon. But if all the smiling worked, and got him a sale it was worth it.

"5 galleons you say?" The man murmured, picking one jar up, and examining it, before nodding. "Good deal." He murmured, reaching into his pocket and pulling 5 galleons out. He handed them to Clement, before he smiled, and wandered off. These would be perfect for his potion.

"Goodbye Sir." Cle smiled, though it was a little smaller now because his cheeks were aching. As the man walked away, Cle pocketed the galleons, and waited to serve his next customer.