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**Emerald McDougal** · 06-02-2012, 03:06 PM

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Originally Posted by Saul Bunyons

"Strange, innit," Saul commented rather idly. He wasn't here to talk about coupons or discounts. He did think a good number o' the chillren were fools fer not takin' it though. Fools who couldn't see the nose on their face
He nodded slowly as she seemed to agree. "I can definitely see th' truth in 'em," he murmured darkly. "She ain't got a gray hair on 'er head. And that shop--- Merlin, waddit it established in 1768? How's she even runnin' such a place!" Saul was just bewildered by the gossip he'd heard. Things weren't adding up... and he wasn't just talking about numbers.
Sliding down the counter a little as a girl stepped up to pay, Saul respectfully tipped his hat at the child and zipped his lips. Didn't want ter be overheard. Hogsmeaders supported Hogsmeaders, fer the most part.

"Uhmm." Emerald agreed. Saul hadn’t come to see her to talk shop or about discounts which customers did or did not use. He was there to talk about the gossip going around about the red haired girl in the shop not too far up the street.

Lowering her voice as more customers trickled into the store Emerald murmured to Saul "I know, no gray hair. It’s definitely peculiar, if she was the one who established the shop back in the day, she’d be over 300 years old. That can’t be possible can it, because she looks like she is 18?" Touching her own brown curls she didn’t look forward to getting grey hair. If she did she’d go to Monte and beg him to dye her hair black or something.

Getting a thought Emerald asked tentatively "She couldn’t be one of them cold ones, right Saul those who are blessed with immortality?" The thought in itself was scary. But the ones she spoke of weren’t uncommon back in the day. Shivering suddenly she hoped Saul had a more logical idea.

06-02-2012, 03:06 PM	#73 (permalink)
Emerald McDougal Hogsmeade Shopkeeper Fire Slug Join Date: May 2012 Posts: 160	Quote: Originally Posted by Saul Bunyons "Strange, innit," Saul commented rather idly. He wasn't here to talk about coupons or discounts. He did think a good number o' the chillren were fools fer not takin' it though. Fools who couldn't see the nose on their face He nodded slowly as she seemed to agree. "I can definitely see th' truth in 'em," he murmured darkly. "She ain't got a gray hair on 'er head. And that shop--- Merlin, waddit it established in 1768? How's she even runnin' such a place!" Saul was just bewildered by the gossip he'd heard. Things weren't adding up... and he wasn't just talking about numbers. Sliding down the counter a little as a girl stepped up to pay, Saul respectfully tipped his hat at the child and zipped his lips. Didn't want ter be overheard. Hogsmeaders supported Hogsmeaders, fer the most part. "Uhmm." Emerald agreed. Saul hadn’t come to see her to talk shop or about discounts which customers did or did not use. He was there to talk about the gossip going around about the red haired girl in the shop not too far up the street. Lowering her voice as more customers trickled into the store Emerald murmured to Saul "I know, no gray hair. It’s definitely peculiar, if she was the one who established the shop back in the day, she’d be over 300 years old. That can’t be possible can it, because she looks like she is 18?" Touching her own brown curls she didn’t look forward to getting grey hair. If she did she’d go to Monte and beg him to dye her hair black or something. Getting a thought Emerald asked tentatively "She couldn’t be one of them cold ones, right Saul those who are blessed with immortality?" The thought in itself was scary. But the ones she spoke of weren’t uncommon back in the day. Shivering suddenly she hoped Saul had a more logical idea. __________________