Sinead had only been to Hogsmeade once before, but she was pretty sure she'd visited Scrivenshaft's... she didn't remember all the cats, though? Weird.

Still, cats were about the only animal she didn't mind, so no big deal. Carefully skirting around one which had chosen to sun itself in the patch of sunlight under the window, she made her way further into the shop and scanned across the shelves, a slight frown growing on her face as she couldn't find what she was looking for.

Great. Better go up to the counter, then, and ask.
"Excuse me?" she called softly, approaching the wooden desk with care not to kick any cats on the way (there were seriously a lot of them).