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| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Amara! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander With her son at Hogwarts and her daughter in her last year of primary school, Amara had all the time in the world to explore the shops in Diagon Alley. Well, whenever she wasn't at work that is. A fair bit of her time was spent growing her working and growing her skills in the culinary arts. It's what she loved to do. What she also enjoyed though, was growing her own herbs, spices, fruits and veggies to use in her cooking. There was nothing better than getting what she needed right from her own garden.
Amara also really liked was tending to flowers and other types of plants. This is what brought her to Nolties today. The search of something new to bring home and decorate the house with. Perhaps something colorful? Something that smelled wonderful. Or maybe something completely peculiar. Whatever it was, she would know it when she saw it.
Entering the shop, Mara couldn't help but look every which way. There was so much to see! She rather felt like a small child in a candy store. One of the very first things her eyes landed on was the man standing there seemingly breathing it all in. Now, who could blame him for that? Not her. "It smells absolutely marvelous in here, doesn't it?" Amara asked by way of greeting, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
By now, having done this sort of thing a million times whenever he encountered flora, Dex was immune to any and all strange glances he would get from anyone. All that this Herbologist needed to do was to close his eyes while focusing on that earthiness, that greenery. This time around, getting lost in the moment was brutally cut short by the lovely voice close by. Dex popped an eye lid open in mild annoyance, comically searching for the source. He found it, all right, and she had a smile on her face. With interest, the other eyelid lifted. His annoyance was carefully masked. “It always does. Are plants your thing too?” They must be Dex thought belatedly. Why else would she refer to the scents as ‘earthy’? Real smooth, Dex, real smooth. Perhaps the man could make a better impression of himself. “I don’t work here but is there any particular plant you’re looking to get?” Or maybe there was a special occasion she wanted one for? |
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