Lola nodded her head. "Zoey, got it." She leaned back in her comfortable chair, then sat up abruptly. "How rude of me, here," she picked up her wand from her desk and waved it. A spare chair zoomed over to her desk, stopping short of the other girl. "Have a seat," she continued.

Looking up at the two coins, Lola tilted her head and furrowed her brow. "I don't think so. I mean, knuts are bronze and small. Your American coin is large and silver. Not so alike," she shrugged. "What're you doing with an American coin?" she wondered aloud. "Is it worth a lot? How many galleons would you estimate?" Lola lazily swiveled around in her chair, wondering when she could take a break. She figured she'd have to at least come up with some anomalies in this pile of coins. In an attempt to pass the time, she continued to ask irrelevant questions, she might at least get to know somebody. "So which department did you say you were from? Are you bogged down in this mess as well?" she querried, stifling a yawn in the process.