Originally Posted by Some Mystical Girl

Isla stood at the front of the queue and had a quick look over the menu as others waited in a polite queue behind her. "I think I'll just have a glass of Cherry Syrup juice please." She pulled her neon pink purse out of her handbag and unzipped it to find the 4 sickles and 28 knuts needed to pay for the drink. She always seemed to acquire a massive amount of change though and so it wasn't a problem to find the correct amount. She passed it over and waited for her drink.

She honestly did not know what had possessed her to go into the bowling alley. For starters, she was alone. Who on earth in their right mind went into such a social place as a bowling alley alone? She was quite possibly crazy, but she'd been intrigued. Had this always been here? She had never been taken there before, she was certain she'd have remembering going to a bowling alley in Diagon Alley otherwise.

She glanced over the people already gathered around the snack bar and soon noticed someone else on their own. Thank goodness, she probably didn't look like quite as much of a loner now.

After making her way over to where the boy was sat, she gestured at the chair opposite him. "Do you mind if I sit here?" She sipped on her drink as she sat down before even getting a response from him. She shoved a hand across the table and smiled kindly, "I'm Isla. Pleased to meet you," she said sweetly as she placed down her drink onto the table and dumped her bag down onto the floor at her feet. "You're here alone right? I hope I haven't just sat in someone else's seat! I'd feel an awful fool!" She laughed as she picked up her glass again and sipped on the sickly sweet drink as she waited for a response from him.