Lamberto had been working his bum off as of late and per usual he liked listen to some of his favorite tunes. He had heard the buzz alot over a music shop in Diagon Alley maybe once or twice before and decided he should check it out while he was still in town.

Keeping things real low-key was the goal for this outing, but then again he was grateful for the fans! After all they're the ones who've helped motivate him with every positive chant and cheer. This was certainly one of the best parts of his career. It was all music to his ears. (If rhyming was a crime of sublime, I don't want to be right. )

Whiiiiiistle

Lamberto's whistle of amazement didn't stand a chance against the loud music bumping from every angle of the store as he walked in. As he sauntered by, he felt somewhat overwhelmed not yet decided where to start. It was glorious!

He walked passed signs displaying their sale specials and his interests were piqued! He smiled at a young lady whom he noticed, casually walking past her and ultimately dashing to the vinyl records in the classic tune genre.