Ahhhh. Finally. The shopkeeper arrived. Took her nearly ten or so minutes. Well, it had been fun while it lasted. There went Tag's next idea of action.

For someone who worked at a joke shop she was rather serious, wasn't she? This lady definitely was not a Wesley. Nope. Now he was loads of fun. As a joke shop or fun shopkeeper should be.

Ruined products? Tag glanced about himself and Nigel. As far as he could see there were no ruined products. "No. Not really. I mean, I know the place is a mess but my classmate and I can easily clean that up. Don't see any broken goods here. I will, however, and I am taking full responibility on this..." OMG TAG TAKING RESPONSIBILITY "By opening up the packet of stink pellets. I'll be paying the entire price on that." Tag said with a smile. Because he was a good kid, and was not wasting away this lady's products that he had used! BEAM!

And... oh. Nigel and Tag had a visitor. Their care of magical creatures Professor Thompson. Oh oh. Tag had never gotten in trouble before and the tone of voice he was using didn't seem to imply the best.

Oh? Then, what? Thompson had been acting like he'd sent Tag and Nigel to get him something. Wow. Quick thinking there Professor. But really... if you had to entrust two students he'd 'chosen' Tag and Nigel. Not the greatest idea but of course none of this was real, so Tag simply smiled between the Professor, his classmate and the lady.

"Clearly. Gosh, Nigel, I thought I told you it better be wiser to use skateboards outside. And to say you're a ravenclaw." Tag said shaking his head at the Prefect, in disapproval. He told him, even Professor could agree with Tag's words.

Recklessness. Yes. Gryffindor.

And Thompson was going to pay. So Tag just stood there silently.