Riley was filling out an order form when he spotted movement from the corner of his eye. He dropped the quill and stepped around to the register, where he smiled at the woman, "What can I do for you today, miss?"

Besides gracing her with his presence and all around handsome features, of course.

Chloe looked at the shop keeper and she could tell that he thought he was hot stuff. Really? What was up with the shop helpers today? She let it go and focused on the matter at hand. "Well sir, I would like to buy this wizards camera. How much is it?"

Once she found everything she was looking for, and some things she wasn't looking for, Cece placed them on the counter to pay for them.n

Two pounds of floo powder, an Anti-Burglary Buzzer to keep unwanted people out of her office, six everlasting candles, a magical camera, a Remembrall and two howlers for her little cousin. She had a feeling that remembrall wasn't going to do the trick so Zoe would still end up getting herself into trouble, therefore getting a howler from Cece.

"How much do I owe you?" She asked once she had everything loaded onto the counter. Instead of looking at Riley, she busied herself getting her money out of her bag.

Hopefully he wouldn't take too long totaling up her order.

Riley had taken to glancing through the paper again, but when Cece showed up at the counter, he pushed it aside to do his job. She was just going to be treated like any other customer, that was surely what she wanted since she had assured him she hadn't come here to see HIM.

"Four Galleons and three Sickles, there." He started to pack up her things while she counted out her money.

What, no 'Did you find everything you were looking for?' He must really want her to get out of his shop if he wasn't even going to try and get her to buy something else. Okay, so she had asked how much she owed, indicating she was done shopping, but still...

Not having the exact change, she took out five galleons and handed it over without saying anything.

Riley really didn't see the point in trying to make conversation with Cece. All she was going to do was tell him over and over that she hadn't come here to see him, so why did he need to talk to her about anything? If she didn't care, why should he?

He handed over her change and placed the neatly wrapped package in front of her, "Have a lovely day now, ma'am." He said with a grin.

GOOD customer service.

Riley turned his grin on to his next customer, "Hello, miss. What have we today?" He patted the counter space, willing her to place her items up so he could tally them.

Cece took her change and put it in her pocket.

'Have a good day now, ma'am.'

So this is what things had come to for them, Riley acting as if he didn't even know Cece, as if she was just some random customer that walked into his shop. She would have commented on his new found attitude towards her but he had gone and moved on to the customer behind her.

"Thanks," was all she said. She didn't dare try saying anything else right now, she just needed to get out of there. With a ache in her chest and sadness in her eyes she grabbed the package off the counter and left.

Tora no longer needed to glance down at her school supplies list- she had long since memorized it. One telescope, one set of protective gloves. That was all she needed then she was freeeeeeee!
"Hi, I'm just here to get the regular school supplies." She said to the shopkeeper while looking around locating the things she needed. Luckily, they weren't hard to find.
Tora left everything that she dumped on the floor where it was and quickly went around picking up the items and placing them on the counter for the man to tally up.
"I think this is it- unless you happen to have an enchanted box to carry all this stuff?" She joked.

Riley placed the money in the till and slammed it shut. He didn't know what Cece was expecting him to do, if she was looking for some kind of proclamation of love, then she was looking at the wrong guy.

Besides, he wasn't a mind reader. She wasn't telling him anything, so he wasn't doing anything.

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"I do happen to have magical trunks, if you're interested in buying one." He knew the girl was joking, but perhaps if she knew he did carry them, she would actually want to buy one. Riley flicked his wand and levitated a big trunk over the shop to sit on the counter, "They're much lighter than they look, trust me."

"Will this be all for you, miss?" Riley quickly tallied up the total in his head and started to pack up the items, "That'll be 5 galleons, 13 sickles and 24 knuts."

"I also need a telescope, but there are a few different ones....Would you be able to tell me which one I would need?" Natasha asked politely. "I am a first year at Hogwarts...." She added. With how many students he had probably seen, knowing what year she was in was likely all he needed to advise her, Natasha thought.

Riley shrugged at the question, "Well, it mostly just depends on which one you want, they all do the same thing, ya know?" He rubbed his chin and glanced over the selection from across the shop, "I think this one is the most popular among the kiddies headed to school."

With a flick of his wand, he levitated the telescope over to the counter and showed it to the girl.

Light?! Geez... it sure didn't look it. She wasn't really looking to buy a trunk (she already had one waiting at home) but she smiled at the shopkeeper anyway. "I'll take your word for it" she laughed. "But no, I'll just take the telescope please." She started to pick through all her stuff spilled on the floor to find her purse...

He was still shaking his head over this intern he'd been sent. Really, was this someone's idea of a joke? Sure, send the bubbly blonde child to Riley's shop, he'll get a real kick out of that.

He was going to have to have a talk with someone.

But now, he had other things to be doing, like making money. Speaking of money. "'Ello there miss, something I can help you with?" He leaned on the counter and offered a friendly smile to the small child. See? Miss Elodie? He COULD be nice.

Oh good. He WAS a nice friendly face. Sophie promptly plopped her polish kit package and wand on the man's counter and gave him an expression of the utmost exhaustion. "Good day, sir ... erm, sir, I have always believed that I can do anything I put my mind to, but my size hinders me and I don't think I can carry everything on my first-year supply list without dying in the process and the Wandmaker said I could be as great a witch as Hermione Weasley some day so it's probably best that today isn't my last day to live."

Pause. "So I need some advice. My mum said it'd be really useful to get a mokeskin pouch. That could carry some stuff, right? Or... d'you have something bigger - big, but easy enough to carry around Diagon Alley?" Really, what did everyone else do? She had seen a lot of adults and older kids around Diagon Alley today, but few who looked her age. "Or could I get a couple of things to carry stuff in for different occasions and just put one inside the biggest carrier?" So she could have stuff inside stuff INSIDE STUFF. That would be cool. A good way to dissuade robbers and bullies from messing with her.

Well Riley certainly had NOT been expecting all of that to come out of such a little thing. He leaned against the counter and listened carefully to what could only be classified as a speech. "As great a witch as Hermione Weasley, huh? Well now, that's some mighty big things to live up to."

Hmm. "I think the best you can get to carry around with you would be the mokeskin, it's lightweight as opposed to the trunks, they can be rather heavy. Maybe you can speak with the shopkeepers about having your purchase owled to your home, I do that sometimes for customers, that'll help too." He stood straight again and summoned over a pouch before laying it on the counter, "There, have a look, see if you like it."

Sophie nodded seriously at the man's declaration. Yes, they WERE big things to live up to. That's why everything was so important RIGHT NOW. The prevention of her death. Big deal. Essential for the future, probably. Sophie nodded some more.

Owled to her home? "They could really do that?" This guy was a bona fide life-saver. She reached out to high-five him. "You're cool. Thanks." She took the pouch in both hands, turned it around, subtly sniffed it, and peeked inside. Yes. That would do very nicely. "I'll take it, please. Oh... you guys have telescopes, too, right?" she asked suddenly, pulling a very wrinkled school supply list from her back pocket and peered at it. "I think I need one of those, too. For my first year. Is that okay?" She began to fish out galleons, then added very abruptly, "D'you like working here?"

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"Well now, I certainly shouldn't speak for all shopkeepers on the Alley, but I know I do, love." Riley suddenly felt like he'd feel HORRIBLE if he led this child to believe that and then some other shopkeeper told her no. Awful. This was new. He offered his hand, leaning on the counter, for the high five. "I try, kiddo." He grinned and watched her examine the pouch.

Did that child just sniff it?

He could respect that.

"Sure do, do you want to pick one out for yourself?" Cause there was a certain generic one some kids preferred, but others liked to have the choice. "That can certainly be owled to your house, if you don't have anyone to carry it for you." Where were this child's parents anyway? If Riley had a little girl, he would most certainly not let her wander off on her own like this. Or he would, but he would follow her everywhere she went...

Why was he even thinking about this?!

"I like being my own boss." He nodded and leaned on the counter again.