As Maggie wrapped up the box for the little girl, she said, "If that's all, it'll be 1 Galleon and 7 Sickles, please." She bagged the wrapped box and slid it across the counter for the little girl to take, hoping it would serve her well.
"Yes, thank you!" She put a galleon and seven sickles down on the counter from her pouch. Izzy also pulled out a red rose with a medium-short stem and held it out for the saleswoman to take. "It's a Matthew's family tradition. It's enchanted to never die, so do whatever you like with it." She smiled a bit.