Sapphira almost put an arm around the boy like an old buddy, he was so young and so... naive. "No, no, no. That's not how bargaining goes, son." Pft. "I'm a shopkeeper myself-" sadly "-Listen how it goes. I say I want them for ten galleons, you tell me they're forty but you can so with thirty five, I say I won't buy flowers from students for thirty five galleons, you tell me it's for a good cause, I pretend to care and we both agree on thirty." She should've said twenty five but she didn't want the boy to feel defeated in his first shopkeeping business.

"I'll take five honking dafflodils for five galleons. Twenty umbrella flowers for thirty... now. Decide." She didn't have all day, you know. AND she just taught him her business in a nutshell. So. Really he should be giving her flowers for free.

Oh Jory knew what bargaining was. The amount of times he had seen his mom do it. He was just playing stupid. They needed to make as much money as possible, so he was trying without any bargaining first. He wasn't that silly. But he supposed he could give the lady a discount, she was ordering loads of flowers at once. But he nodded and smiled, as if the woman was teaching him something new.

Fine. he'd work out a deal. No problem. Ten galleons was too little. "I'll give you the twenty for thirty galleons,'' he told the lady. It was reasonable, wasn't it? But he'd be up for a bit more bargaining. But he was not going to make an offer much less than 30 galleons. If she decided to bargain a bit more, maybe he would give her them for 27. But then she mentioned the Daffodils again.

Jory brightened. He knew what he would do. "I'll give you the Umbrella Flowers for thirty and the five Honking daffodils for 3 Galleons.'' Now that was a fair deal. Buy more, spend less. Yes. That was his offer.

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"Thanks, Mister!'' Jory said taking the coins. Yay! They were doing great! Every sickle helped. Professor Bentley? Why was the man asking about her? Did he want to find out more before he donated money? Jory cast a glance at his very pregnant Professor. "She's a wonderful Professor,'' he said honestly. "Something about the way she teaches Herbology makes it fun and appealing even to those who do not like the subject.'' He himself had been apprehensive about the subject for a few of his earlier years but now that was all gone. "Hogwarts is very lucky to have her.'' Yup. And he would miss her when he left Hogwarts. So, Jory had given an honest reply. Now the man can go help his school? Pretty please?

Aron's chest may have puffed out a bit more at the boy's words. Of course he had heard Seren rave about her students to him time and time again - not to mention show him that one drawing done by a Mr. Odessa enough times that he was trying to convince her to just frame it - but he had never heard from any of her students. So this, this was a nice surprise. Not that he was entirely surprised by the praise, Seren was a fantastic educator.

She was going to be a brilliant mother.

"Excellent. Glad to know that my galleons will be going to good use then," he grinned as he picked up the box containing his new plants. "Best of luck to you, boy. Hope you all raise a good amount of money."

He was just about to leave when he tried to catch his wife's gaze again, throwing her a quick wink. "Dinner in the Three Broomsticks later, yes?" He would be there, but would probably apparate back home to drop off these plants first.

Sophie beamed at the younger girl she really took her role in the stand seriously and actually sounded like a real seller with her little speech about 'helping to educate for a better tomorrow'. "I'm very well, thank you for asking. I hope you are well too?"

The young girl then started to explain what kind of maintenance the umbrella flowers needed and Sophie’s brain immediately turned off. She was fed too much information in only a few sentences. Trying not to stress and keep calm Sophie said. "If it’s no problem then I would like a paper on how to care for the plant best?"

Biting on her lip she surveyed the other plants. "If I took one umbrella flower and four puffapods how much would it all cost?"

The pods would be a present to her mother that was coming home after a week away at a resort.

"Of course I am well, I think that having a beating heart is all one needs to be well, all else is extras. Yet as some people hold differently I still ask them" Sarah said. Another big smile.

"That would not be a problem in the slightest. I prepared them for just that!" Sarah reached for her satchel and pulled out a page with the instructions written on really neatly. "Here it is!" she said.

Sarah was really good at her mental maths, so it took about 3 seconds for her to calculate the amount in her head, "that will be 5 galleons and 9 sickles." she said. She hoped that was right...

OHMYMERLIN!

Seren had the clutch the edge of her chair to keep from falling. Did that woman just kill a bunch of their plants?! She wasn't sure if it was the hormones or if it was the cold or just the sadness of the event that occurred, ... but she was close to tears. Must be the hormones.

Biting her lower lip, Seren pushed back the tears and calmed herself by gently stroking the leaves of the small fanged geraniums beside her. Mummy was here.

It was, however, a good turn out. So she couldn't complain, though Puddifoot lady got on her nerves a bit. Honestly. It was a fundraiser! Who in their right mind would haggle at a fundraiser?! So rude. Though the woman was buying in bulk... which was good. Hhhmmm..

She'd managed to catch the tail end of Jory and Aron's conversation, and her brows were knitted in thought and amusement. Of course he had to interrogate her students.. she should have seen it coming. Though really, Jory's reply was heart warming, and she very quickly forgot about the drama with the clumsy redhead plant killer.

"Mmm?" she murmured, snapping out of her thoughts. It took her a while to process, because she'd lost focus, but she managed to piece together Aron's question in the end. "Sounds delightful," she grinned. She could hardly wait.

Seren was pleased to see Annie arrive, and David was just too cute, she gave him a wave, but the boy probably couldn't see her from where she sat.

Lex happily took the two galleons, lookit, two galleons richer!!! Oh and of course she would watch his plant while he was of donating. Anything to help him get his hand into his pockets easier and fork over something for the school. He didn't seem to have any problems in that department though but yeah, extra plant sitting, she could do that.

Hm?

Donating another four galleons after spending two. Not bad at all, she nodded slowly in approval. No badgering, no nothing but he went and donated all that. Neat! There should be more people like him. It would make her sales go easier and Bentley happier.

"Enjoy your plant!" She said, when he was finally ready to take it. "Don't forget to show it off, we'll get good publicity that way." And no she wasn't asking too much. Bragging was easy work.



"GREAT!!" She almost yelled. The plant would get some attention then him showing it off even more would send customers this way!! "Bye!" And he got an enthusiastic wave.

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Now back to looking for more customers...everyone seemed to have everything in control at the moment. No one was looking around in need of assistance so...Lex began adding water to some of the dryer plant soils. They needed to look nice and healthy because there was always that one REALLY annoying customer that thinks it's their job to point out everything that's wrong with your product. Mhm. She knew that kind.

Oh yes, that was how it was done. Sapphira smiled tentatively at the boy and nodded, "Thirty three it is then. See, young man, that is how you keep your customers and give them a reason to come back." Only this... wasn't a sale. It was charity for the youth's educational future or whatever. She didn't really care as much as she did to buy some flowers for her shop. As she waited for the boy to gather the flowers for her she took out her pouch and prepared the thirty three galleons.

David didn't really say anything else to the girl, as he only pointed to the flowers he wanted all the more insistently and then ran around to hide behind his mum's skirt. Why was the girl taaaalking to him, he didn't waaaant to talk to strangers. 'specially not strangers taller than him. And specially girrrrrrl strangers.

Annie ruffled her son's hair idly with a smile to the girl. "I'm glad to hear the sale's going well," she replied politely. "And yes, we'll take those ones exactly." She liked to let her little boy help out where he could. She knew it made him feel important.